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I look down at my dress and then back at him. “It’s a dress, dad.”
I grab my drink back and take another sip. Carter looks at me through narrowed eyes and takes it from me.
“You’d better go now before I throw you out.”
I grin and fish my phone out from between my breasts. Carter looks at my chest with wide eyes, his cheeks suspiciously pink.
“Oh, hmm... it’s quite noisy here. I think I could hear the music from my bedroom. I wonder what Officer Oliver will think if I call it in?”
He grabs my wrist and glares at me. “Don’t you fucking dare, Minx,” he snaps. I smile at him triumphantly and take another sip of my drink. “No more,” he says. “This is the only drink you get. You can stay, but you’d better not cause any trouble.”
I nod happily, and he sighs as he walks back out. My eyes linger on his disappearing form. His ass looks great in those jeans. Ever since we slept together, Carter and I have been further apart than ever when we should’ve gotten closer instead. He seems hurt, and he’s been avoiding me more and more recently. It kills me, but I know I had it coming. I knew what would happen when I told him I didn’t want to date him, so I need to suck it up and deal with the consequences.
The girls from the cheering squad are all here, and they instantly surround Carter. Thank God Gabby isn’t here, at least. Though I have no doubt she’ll be showing up later. He’s always kept an appropriate amount of distance from her, but will he still? If she throws herself at him tonight, will he just go for it the way he did with Jennifer?
If the mere thought of that makes me jealous, then how the hell would I be able to have a relationship with him when he’s all the way at USC? I’d just be wondering where he is and if he’s even thinking of me. I don’t want to do that. The risk is too high. It’s not just me that would get hurt if things didn’t end up working out. It’s Helen and Kate too.
I finish my drink and join a couple of rounds of beer pong, which I’m surprisingly bad at. Jace, one of Carter’s teammates, laughs at me and wraps his arm around my shoulder.
“This game isn’t for you, sweetheart. Looks like you’re already well on your way to being drunk, and we’re only a couple of hours into the party.”
He leads me towards another group of people and sits me down.
“Spin the bottle?” I ask, feeling myself blush. Carter is the only guy I’ve ever kissed. My mind flashes back to Jennifer. He might be my only kiss, but I’m certainly not his.
“Sort of. It’s kind of a combination of spin the bottle and seven minutes in heaven. Whoever the bottle lands on is the person you get locked up with in the bathroom for a couple of minutes. You don’t have to do anything and you can decline if you want to, but might be good fun.”
I hesitate, but then I sit down. What the hell, it’s just a game. Carter seems quite happy to be chatting with the girls that keep surrounding him. Other than when I first walked in, he hasn’t spoken a word to me. Why shouldn’t I have some fun too?
As I sit down, my eyes meet Carter’s from across the room. His eyes flash when he realizes what game we’re playing, and he stalks towards me. He sits down right next to me and throws his arm around my neck. He pulls me closer until his lips brush over my ear and a delicious little shiver runs down my spine.
“What the fuck are you doing playing this game, Emilia? I thought I told you to stay out of trouble.”
Someone spins the bottle and it points towards me. The guy looks at me excitedly, but Carter shakes his head.
“You’d better fucking spin again, buddy,” he says, a far too relaxed smile on his face. The guy nods, much to my annoyance. I don’t even know him and would’ve just made small talk if I ended up in the bathroom with him, but that isn’t the point.
I grab the bottle and spin it, my teeth clenched. My heart skips a beat when it points to Carter. He chuckles and pulls me up by my wrist. I follow him into the bathroom nervously. He keeps the lights off and locks the door before turning towards me. Carter cages me in with his arms, and even with my heels on I’m nowhere near as tall as him.
“So, what exactly did you think would happen if you played this game, Minx?”
He takes a step closer until his body is pushed against mine. I put my hands on his chest, unsure whether I want to push him away or pull him closer.
“Were you really going to kiss some other guy? Someone I know? At my own damn party?”
He leans in until his lips are hovering over mine. “Answer me, Minx.”
I shake my head. I was being petty because Carter has barely looked at me all night. Because he’s been ignoring me for weeks. Because it seems like he’s already over me when my heart is still filled with him.
I look into his eyes and his lips brush against mine.
“No. Just you, Carter,” I whisper.
His lips come crashing down on mine roughly, and I rise onto my tiptoes in a silent bid for more. When his tongue presses against my lips, I open up for him eagerly. Carter’s hands find their way to my ass and he lifts me into his arms. He presses me against the wall and I wrap my legs around his hips.
“This dress is way too fucking short, Minx.”
His fingers slip into my underwear, and I moan against his lips.
