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Rubi
I’M WALKING UPthe perfect lighted path toward the white house with the muffled sounds of music playing inside. As I step closer, I can hear laughter and people trying to talk over the music. I spot Ky’s BMW and Tyler’s truck in the driveway between the rows of cars parked at the curb.
Patrick offered to get some food before dropping me off, but I declined. I can’t go missing for too much time. If Tyler tells Stephen that he doesn’t know where I am, I’m in deep shit.
I walk inside the medium-sized mansion, and the crowd of drunk kids are sprawled all over the nice house. The music is blaring through the built-in speakers mounted on the ceilings. Beats the shit out of an old boom box the older kids stole from a pawn shop back from where I came from.
“You came!” I turn and see Abby practically running up to me.
“Hey, where is Tyler?”
The light in her eyes dim and she points behind her. “He is upstairs in one of the rooms. The guys went up there.”
I realize this scene isn’t for me and I want to get out of here. This isn’t my type of crowd.
I walk up the staircase and I open the door to the left, and when I open the door, I freeze. Nicole and Jen are naked and facing each other. Ky is sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed, but his back is to me.
What the fuck is this? They are both naked from the waist up, but Ky is just …watching them.
“What the fuck are you doing!” Jen screeches, failing with the attempt to cover herself.
I don’t answer her because I’m stunned. Ky whips his body around, and the wicked gleam in his eyes flashes in challenge. He smiles but I glare at him. This isn’t funny.
“Come in and close the door,” he demands, standing up.
Not wanting to be part of his little orgy fest, I turn around, but he is right behind me, placing a hand on the door and putting pressure against it.
“You’re staying.”
“I don’t want to be part of whatever you have going on in here.”
I’m disappointed. I’m furious. I’m jealous. I’m jealous because of what happened earlier tonight, and now he is in here with both of them.
“Who said I wanted you to be part of anything that has to do with them. Don’t be a coward, Rubi. Stay.”
He backs up a step, and I feel his hand grip my wrist over the sleeve of my sweater, tugging on my arm to follow him. I should turn around and open the door to get out of the room, but I’m curious. He doesn’t want me to participate. Can I stomach if he participates? If he decides to fuck them in front of me?
“It’s okay, Rubi,” he says, softly nudging his head in the direction of the couch situated with a direct view of the bed. My eyes land on the profile of his face with the two stuck-up snobs behind him on the bed. They are like a silhouette of two women about to make out. “I don’t bite.” He continues as he leans close to my ear and whispers, “Yet.”
Goosebumps snake over the skin of my neck in a direct line to the heat between my thighs. If I turn around, he will think I’m a coward. It will also cause the bitches behind him to continue to talk shit behind my back. There is only so much I can take before I punch both of them in their faces. And that is something I can’t afford to do. Too risky.
So I let him tug me toward the dark blue couch, and he sits down with his legs spread wide, tapping repeatedly to the space he has made between his legs that’s just big enough for me to sit in.
“Are you serious, Ky?” Jen says in a sarcastic voice. “What do you want us to do with the street rat here.”
He leans back and spreads his arms wide on the couch like it’s his room. Like he owns the place. He gives her an evil smirk. His black eyes are hard when he looks at Jen and then at Nicole.
“Then Nicole will stay. She does whatever I want. No one is forcing anyone here to do anything they don’t want. You are free to leave.”
Jen snaps her head toward Nicole as realization dawns across her features. Ding-Ding-Ding. She just realized her little friend has been going behind her back and is really a backstabbing bitch just like her. They’re perfect for each other.
“Fine,” Jen says through clenched teeth, giving Nicole a vicious glare.
He waves his finger and says, “Continue.”
Both of them begin kissing and touching each other. This is obviously for Ky’s benefit. This is some sick macho bullshit.
“Sit,” he quips.
