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I silently rage, and a few moments later, Cyrus stands and stops before me. “Dance with me,” he demands.
I glare at him harder, crossing my arms. So now he wants to get along? I’m good enough to fuck, flirt, and dance with, but not enough to know what being Crew means?
“I don’t want to dance. Fuck you,” I snarl as Bray laughs.
“Did I fucking stutter, princess? I said get your ass up and dance with me.”
I glare, and he leans down and drags me off Bray’s lap. He ignores my protests as he pulls me through the crowd to the dance floor. Cyrus spins me so my back is against his chest before placing his hands on my hips as he starts to move.
I don’t move for a moment, glaring as people throw us glances. He ignores them, grinding his hips. Fine, if he wants to play this game, then I’ll play too, and I’ll do it better.
Leaning into him, I start to twist my hips, grinding and rocking to the music. I move slowly at first before I lift my arm and wrap it around his neck. He groans, his hard cock digging into my ass as he moves his hips to match mine. We are so close I can hear the pounding of his heart as I roll and grind.
With a smirk, I lower, dragging my hand down his chest as I widen my stance and slut drop before bending forward and standing. Cyrus’s hands snap out and drag me back again, digging in so hard I gasp.
He nips my ear. “Don’t tease, or I’ll fuck you right here in front of everyone. Let them see just how much Crew you are.”
I grin before turning and hiking my leg up onto his hip and swaying with him. His eyes are hungry as he holds my ass as we basically fuck on the dance floor. We have eyes only for each other until mine flit over his shoulder for a second and connect with Leigh’s. Instantly, a bucket of water is thrown over me at the hurt in her gaze, and then she turns and rushes outside.
Sighing, I lean into Cyrus. “I’ll be back,” I mutter before breaking free of his arms and following after her. I don’t owe her an apology. They weren’t together or dating, just fucking, but that doesn’t stop the guilt I feel or the desire I have to see if she’s okay.
Some guy falls back into me, laughing, but I push him away with a grin at the cheers that sound as he falls to the floor. Slipping out of the rear glass doors, I spot her retreating back near the pool. Hurrying after her, I find her sitting near the hot tub on a sun lounger with her knees to her chest as she stares at the sky.
“Hey,” I call, my hands in my pockets. She jerks at my voice, and I see tears in her eyes. She quickly turns away and wipes them. Sighing, I move closer and perch on the end of the wooden sun lounger. “I’m sorry.”
“What for?” she snaps. “Giving me a mind-blowing orgasm or being all over Cyrus? Newsflash, I don’t care, he fucks everyone that moves.”
“He does.” I nod. “And he doesn’t give a fuck about them. I won’t sit here and lie to you, I slept with him.” She flinches and turns to me in shock. “It happened. I don’t regret it, but I do regret that it brings you pain.” Rubbing my hair, I smile guiltily at her. “You’re a nice girl, you are. I’ll admit I used you to get back at him, and I shouldn’t have. I enjoyed it though, and I know you did too. But I meant what I said, you deserve better than him, and you deserve better than those friends in there fawning over him now that you’re out of the picture.”
“I don’t give a fuck,” she insists, but her lips tremble. “I don’t need them. I’m the most popular girl in… well, I was. It doesn’t matter.”
“Yes, it does,” I counter, reaching over and covering her hand. “It matters. You are allowed to be upset and angry. If you need to hate me, I understand, but I’ve also been told I’m a good friend. I know you cared for Cyrus, maybe even loved him, and I’m sorry that I pushed that in your face in there. That was fucked, and I should have thought of someone other than me.”
“I hated you at first,” she admits truthfully, “because I saw the way he looked at you, the way everyone looked at you. You’re so beautiful and strong, so confident. You don’t care what anyone thinks, and you have the rocker, badass thing going on that I wish I could pull off. You’re fearless, and you had your pick of men and women.” She laughs. “I think that’s why I hated you so much. When I first saw him watching you, first saw you together, I knew. It was a spark, a feeling, a pull like you were always meant to be. And I knew then he was never mine. How could he be when he was always yours? I was just saving your seat. Like me, those girls in there will never be enough. They will never be you. I don’t hate you, how could I? I was holding on so hard, gripping this relationship—if I could even call it that—like it’s water. It kept on dripping through the cracks until I finally realised it was just easier to let it go. When I find it, when I find what you have with them—” I go to say I have nothing, but she cuts me off. “You do, what you have is… real. Raw. Meant to be. Everyone can see that even if you guys fight it. But when I find that, it won’t be water. It will be rock—solid, strong, unmovable, and forever. Don’t be a fool, Blair. Don’t throw away something so pure and hard-won. Something we search forever for. It won’t be easy.” She snorts as I smile. “Fuck, don’t I know that. But I wish you nothing but the best, I truly do. I loved him once, but I know when I find my person, that love will pale in comparison. You can love someone and not be in love with them, if that makes sense. Just, please…” She swallows. “Please don’t break his heart. You might think he doesn’t have one, but he does. He just doesn’t know it because it’s in your hands.”
“Leigh…”
“He will never admit it, but he’s broken from his past. In your eyes, I see the same pain that’s in theirs. I could never understand, but you can. You can be what he—what they need. Don’t break it.”
“I don’t want to,” I whisper. “I’m lost in them. I never expected to come here and find… well, them. I don’t even know what this is.”
“But you want to.”
“I want to,” I agree, and then laugh as I gaze up at the sky. “I came out here to try and help you, and here we are. I’m pouring my heart out to you, the girl who should hate me.” I look at her then. “But thank you. I mean it on the friendship offer.”
“Yeah, well, I might have to take you up on that.” She smiles. “It seems I’m lacking in friends, but I should thank you for showing me how fake they were so I could find the real thing. I do deserve better, I know that.”
“You do,” I murmur, and we share a smile.
“Damn, I was hoping you two would be fucking again,” Bray calls, and I turn to see him grinning at me suggestively.
“Were you eavesdropping?” I growl, angry as I meet his gaze.
He holds his hands up innocently, but the smile lets me know he was. Fuck, how much did he hear? I narrow my eyes, and Asher appears behind him.
“What’s happening?” he asks, frowning as he glances between us.
Then Cyrus appears. I throw my hands in the air. “What the fuck is this, a mothers meeting?”
