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We enter the lavish home through the double doors and I notice the house has cream-colored walls, traditional furnishings and paintings that must cost a fortune just by the way they are framed.
The floors are cream marble with matching gold accents in the center of each tile. People are trying to talk over the music while a guy plays a song by Halsey and Post Malone. Exie and I are both dressed in jeans and a simple graphic T-shirt while everyone else is dressed to kill.
Guys are wearing designer shirts with their labels on display and the girls are dressed in skirts and dresses that are two sizes too small with designer pumps. A far cry from the few parties I was invited to with Marcus. Now I know why he wouldn’t take me to most of them.
Exie grabs my arm and pulls me toward the marble island to grab two wine coolers. She opens the top on both and hands me one.
“One. That is all we are having.” I tell her.
I place the tip of the fruity wine cooler tilting it back, wincing as I take a sip not used to the hint of alcohol burning my throat as it makes its way down to my stomach. After a few more sips, I quickly get used to the taste and sip the rest slowly.
“Good, huh?” Exie asks.
“Not bad. I guess.”
Some of the guys I recognize from school glance at me, but I pay them no mind. We hang out, people watch and talk about what Netflix movies will be releasing soon setting a date so we could hang out at her house to binge watch some shows I haven’t been able to start.
When the bottle is empty, I toss it in the big trash bin and so does Exie. “I need to pee,” I tell her.
She looks up to the balcony of the second floor and see people going up and down the stairs. “The bathroom must be upstairs. Let’s pee and we can talk outside for a bit and I’ll take you home. This party sucks.”
I grin. “I agree.”
We make it up the stairs to the second floor and people have left so the hallway is empty, but all the doors are closed, and we cannot figure out which one is the restroom.
We see two doors that are closed next to each other and usually one is the bathroom in these types of homes.
“You open that one and I’ll open this one and see which one is the bathroom,” I say.
“Sounds like a plan.”
We both turn the door handle at the same time and freeze. When the door swings open, I can see Sarah riding Kalum on the bed. His arms are behind his head while he watches her grind on him. Moaning.
“Kalum, it feels so good,” she says breathlessly.
I close my eyes and my stomach drops, trying to erase the image from my mind but come up empty. I don’t know why a feeling of hurt courses through me, but it does. My chest squeezes painfully at the sight of Kalum having sex with someone else. Maybe the attraction I have for him is stronger than I thought.
“What the fuck?” I hear Brian’s voice from the other room Exie must have opened.
My head whips to her and I hear her stammer. “I-I’m so sorry. I was looking for the bathroom.”
My eyes open, Sarah stops moving on top of Kalum, and Kalum’s head tilts to the side, watching me as I release the grip of the door handle nervously and back out of the room.
“I’m sorry,” I say softly, turning my head from the look of horror on Sarah’s face as she tries to cover her perfect breasts and long legs.
“What the fuck?” Sarah squeaks. “Kalum, you need to check your maid. Get rid of her.”
I keep walking back until my back hits the wall on the other side of the hallway completely mortified. I don’t make eye contact with Kalum out of embarrassment and the fact that seeing him naked from the waist up was enough.
Seeing him completely naked when he was having sex is something I can’t see because I wish it was me. Another door opens, and Cason steps out trying to put his clothes on.
“What happened?” he asks.
“These two don’t know what the fuck a closed door means,” Brian says, his voice laced with steel.
I find my voice. “We were looking for the bathroom.”
His gaze travels over me like I’m a pest he wants out of his house. “How about you get the fuck out of my house! No one invited you two.”
