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“Damn, Ruby.” I grin at her, and Ezra whips around, narrowing his eyes when he sees her.
“What the fuck is that?” he snarls at her and I cock my head, trying to watch them both. This isn’t going to end well.
“It’s a spaceship. What the fuck do you think it is.” Ruby pushes Ezra’s arm away when he swipes her coat off the box and tries to pull it over her shoulder. “Knock it off.” She shoves him away and slips beside me.
“Aren’t you freezing?” God, I’m cold just looking at her.
“Yes, she is.” Ezra is glaring at Ruby, well, at her chest. I will not look down. There’s a good chance of a nip slip with how little fabric there is there. Don’t get me wrong, I like Ruby, but we are not at the flashing each other our nipples stage of the friendship.
“I’d better get over there before they get started. Plus, it looks like Davis needs a buffer.”
My head snaps around to the beach, zoning in on Davis like a heat-seeking missile. Why does he need a buffer? I answer my own question a second later when I see a woman with platinum blonde hair standing next to him. Her hand rests on his bare shoulder as she gets all up in his personal space. She’s petite and cute and I hate her on sight. I mean I shouldn’t because girl power and shit, but fuck. I guess I’m not as progressive as I thought.
“Jean Jammer is up in his shit today.” Ruby straightens the tiny triangle of her top and Ezra looks like he’s going to murder someone. How is she not freezing her vag off? Her comment has one beneficial effect. It momentarily tempers my rage.
“Jean Jammer? What the hell does that mean?”
“She means Loralei Sisily. The blonde currently attempting to rub all her body parts against Davis,” Lena offers helpfully as she looks over my shoulder.
“She dry humped her way through half our graduating class,” Ruby adds, not so helpfully. Ezra backs away and I shoot him a questioning look, but he’s suddenly occupied with something in the corner of the booth. “She especially likes guys with girlfriends. Says it’s more of a challenge.” Ruby glares daggers at his back and I get the sense that there’s a story there. I wonder if one of those boyfriends was hers?
I jerk my head back to the beach, my mouth curling up in a snarl and a low, irritated sound escaping my mouth. The woman’s hand is low on his back and for a second I’m afraid I might actually Hulk out? Is that part of my new magical powers I’m supposedly gaining?
“Why do you call her Jean Jammer?” I’m too focused on not marching across the beach and throwing sand in the handsy woman’s face to peel my eyes off Davis.
“Jean jamming.” Out of the corner of my eye I see Ruby humping the air, thrusting with way too much enthusiasm. She’s totally going to fall out of her bikini.
“Oh my God!” I laugh, embarrassingly loud, and slap my hand over my mouth.
“Ah, she got there. Welcome to our dirty little club, Miri. We’re snarky, horny, and love giving people shit.”
“Speak for yourself, Ruby.” Lena rolls her eyes.
“What, you’re not horny?”
“I’m not snarky. There’s no denying I’m hard up.” Her eyes wander over to Archer, who’s laughing at something Rhys is saying.
Ezra groans from the corner and mumbles to himself. “Maybe I should leave for a while.”
“Just go jump him. There is zero chance he’ll say no.” Ruby ignores Ezra and glares at Lena. I’m staying out of it. I’m still getting introduced to the dynamics of their little group. It is fascinating, and slightly incestuous the way they all seem to have the hots for each other, because as rough and tumble as Ruby seems, she has her eyes on Ezra more often than not today.
“Yeah, not true.”
All of us, Ruby, Ezra, and me, whirl around to look at Lena, whose cheeks flush pink at the sudden attention.
“Whoa. Did you try to get with Archie?” Ruby cries out a bit too loudly, gathering the attention of the man in question from across the beach. I think he’s too far away to have heard anything, but Lena looks like she’s going to murder Ruby. I wave at Archer—nothing to see here—and he waves back, but Lena smacks her friend on the arm and hisses at her. “What is wrong with you?”
Ruby cringes. “Sorry.”
Ezra picks up one of the beers and takes a long drink. I guess if you’re volunteering for a friend, it’s okay to drink on the job. Noted.
Someone near the water has a megaphone and is shouting out directions to the participants while they jump around on the beach, trying to keep warm. I do the same in the booth.
“Shit, I’d better go freeze my tits off. Wish me luck,” Ruby calls over her shoulder as she sprints down the beach.
“What tits?” Ezra shouts after her and Ruby’s hand shoots up in the air, middle finger thrust high. I flash Ezra an incredulous look, but he doesn’t even notice, his eyes are glued to her ass, and he looks pissed. I think he likes her boobs just fine. All her other parts, too.
Ruby joins the guys, shouldering her way in between Davis and Jean Jammer, and I give her a mental high five. Thank you, Ruby! A buzzer goes off a few seconds later and everyone runs into the water, yelling and calling out like they’re running into battle. It’s hilarious.
