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He laughs. “Nope. I’m sticking with dog shit.”
“Such a romantic,” I quip.
“Baby, you couldn’t handle me if I pulled out the romance.” Kingston winks.
“Oh, God,” I groan. “So cheesy.”
“Speaking of cheesy... how do you feel about dropping in on a Windsor party tonight?”
“Seriously? I thought we agreed to pause on the parties for a while after what happened at the last two.”
“We did. But this one is at Lucas Gale’s house.”
I scoff. “All the more reason not to go. That guy gives me bad vibes. He came into the coffee shop today and was acting like a total creeper. Apparently, he’s a regular.”
Kingston frowns. “Well, that’s even more of a reason to go. If we show up on his turf, it sends a message to everyone, especially him and Peyton, that we’re in charge. And if I happen to have words with Lucas about finding a new place to get his caffeine fix while we’re there, so be it.”
“I don’t know, Kingston.”
He reaches over the console and grabs my hand. “It’ll be fine, Jazz. Trust me. I wouldn’t suggest it if I wasn’t sure.”
I groan. “Fine. But I need to shower and change first.”
“We have plenty of time.”
When we arrive at the Gale residence, the party is already in full-on rager mode. A group of guys are yelling at the TV while playing video games, red cups litter the floor, the music is loud, and scantily clad drunken girls dance on tables. I’d say it’s your typical rich kid party, but Lucas’ party has one noticeable difference: The gangbang they have going on right when you walk in the front door. There’s a line of ten girls, naked from the waist down, bending over, while a group of guys sticks their dicks into each one of them, pumping a few times before moving on to the next girl.
“Whoa.” Bentley whistles. “I’m all for playing some pussy roulette every once in a while, but this is crazy. Even I know to take that shit to a semi-private location.”
I throw my hand out toward them. “What’s the point of th—”
“And freeze!” The music cuts off abruptly right before the DJ yells his command.
“Damn it!” a guy with his dick hanging out yells.
The dude standing next to him pats him on the back. “Sorry, bro. Better go jerk it in the corner.”
“And go!” the DJ says right before the music starts up, and the thrusting begins again.
Ainsley’s jaw drops. “Oh my God, are they playing some sexed-up version of musical chairs?”
Bentley nods. “Looks like it.”
Just then, one of the girls currently getting pounded notices our group. “Bentley! You should join the next game.”
Bentley rubs the back of his neck, and if I’m not mistaken, he actually looks embarrassed. “Uh, no thanks. I’m good.” He starts making a beeline toward the bar. “I need a drink.”
The rest of us eagerly follow him, trying to put as much distance as possible between us and the orgy.
Reed turns his head to my boyfriend. “A hundred bucks says this shit’s uploaded to Pornhub within the hour.”
Kingston scoffs. “Why the fuck would I take a losing bet? I’d say no more than half an hour.”
“That’s seriously some of the stupidest shit I’ve ever witnessed,” I say. “None of those dudes are wearing condoms.”
“I’d imagine it’d get a little annoying switching them out every thirty seconds,” Bentley offers.
“Should we take bets on who gets which STD?” I ask.
