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“Yeah, maybe. I mean, no. No drugs. Just too much beer. But I…” I could almost picture him scratching his head and gazing around the room, confused. “I swore she came in here.”
“Sounds like maybe you need to sit down until you get your head cleared.” Bedsprings squeaked, like someone sitting on the mattress.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, squeezing my eyes closed. I did not like where this was going.
“There,” the girl murmured. Seemed like she was running her fingers through his hair or something, some kind of soothing motion to calm him, because the next thing she said was, “Better?”
Beckett let out a satisfied groan.
My eyebrows sprang up into my hairline, and my curiosity got the better of me. I just had to know what the heck she was doing that he seemed to like so much. Biting my lip and wincing as if that would make me somehow quieter, I gently and slowly moved the shower curtain aside and then stepped out of the tub as easily as possible. Then I just as gingerly made my way to the door, where yes, I could see through the crack perfectly without being spotted.
I’d been right on the first count. Beckett had sat on the bed, his feet were still flat on the floor and he was upright. Maybe the chick had nudged him down there, I have no idea, but she remained standing by his side where she was running her fingers through his hair, which was causing all his groaning and making him close his eyes and tip his head back. The dude kind of had a nice jawline when he tilted it like that.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me tonight,” he confessed, the ache in his voice making me blink and see him as an actual person instead of a drunk frat boy. “I told myself I was going to stop drinking this much. I’m so fucked up.”
“Aww, you poor thing,” the girl cooed, cupping his cheek. “I know exactly what’s wrong with you. We all heard how Jana broke up with you.”
With a noncommittal sound, he shrugged and opened his eyes to look at her. “It was mutual,” he slurred as if he’d been trained to say that.
“Of course it was, baby.” She was coddling him now and had stopped stroking his face so she could curl her fingers around his chin and force him to keep looking at her. “You want to know a secret?”
His eyebrows crinkled before he admitted, “I don’t know.”
I watched his face, and for some reason I got the feeling he didn’t really like this girl much. Not sure what exactly gave me that impression, but I was kind of sucked into the moment, reading how much she was trying to play him and get him into her clutches while he was subtly resisting. It was like watching a live soap opera, and I had to know what would happen next. I actually craved some popcorn and Skittles right about now to really enjoy the show.
The still-nameless girl leaned down toward him as if she was going to kiss him but then she veered her mouth to his ear so she could whisper loud enough for me to hear her from across the room. “I always thought Jana was a bitch.”
Beckett pulled back and frowned at her as if affronted for his ex-girlfriend’s sake. “I thought you two were friends.”
She smiled cattily. “Tonight we’re not.”
With a frown, I judged her. I judged her harshly. But what a terrible thing to say about a friend. I would never, ever say a thing like that about Tess or Paige. I wasn’t even sure what her words meant, they just sounded all kinds of wrong and back-stabberish to me.
Even Beckett crinkled his eyebrows as if confused. “What does that mean?”
See, even he was confused. You go, Beckett. Let her know how wrong she is for bashing her “friend.”
But the chick only chuckled and let go of his chin so she could pat his cheek. “It means, tonight I’m Team Beckett.”
Then she got down on her knees between his partially spread thighs and reached for the fly of his jeans.
Holy shit!
As if reading my mind, a similarly shocked Beckett reared back and gasped, “Holy shit.” Then he reached the girl’s shoulder. “Melody, what the hell are you… I’m way too drunk for this. I can’t—”
“Shh.” She pulled his hand off her and smiled up at him. “Don’t worry about it, baby. I’m sober enough for the both of us. I’ll take care of everything. Just relax.”
“Yeah, but—” He sucked in a startled breath and gripped the sheets on either side of him with both hands as his head fell back and he gritted his teeth. I strained to see what she’d just done, but her back and long black hair obstructed my view. Not that I really had to see to know.
Melody had obviously gotten her hand into his pants, a fact confirmed with she gasped in awe. “Damn, I knew it. I knew you’d be big. Yes. So big.” She looked up at him. “Think I could fit all this bad boy in my mouth?”
He shook his head no. I wasn’t sure if he was saying no, she couldn’t, or no, he didn’t want her to even try. But then he mumbled, “You shouldn’t. Jana—”
“Is no longer your girlfriend,” Melody reminded him. “In fact, I saw her here with Davon tonight.”
“Davon?” He frowned as if confused.
“Mmm hmm,” Witch Melody seemed a little too pleased to report as she walked her fingers up Beckett’s thigh. “So there’s no reason at all for me not to do this.” Then she bent her head, and I couldn’t see, but I knew exactly what she did.
