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My eyes snap up from the textbook to Milo and take in the way he sways from left to right. “Dare I ask where you thought I was hiding?” I question. “And for the record, I’m not hiding out. I’m studying.”
Milo laughs, a real belly laugh that has him stumbling forward and wobbling by the side of the pool. “Keep lying to yourself, babe,” he says, striding toward me. “You’re hiding out so bad that you might as well climb in the closet with me. It’s a tight fit in there, but I can make some room. Rent ain’t cheap though.”
I roll my eyes as he collects the textbook and drops it onto the floor then promptly steals its spot on the end of the sunbed. “Do you mind? I was reading that.”
“No you weren’t,” he scoffs. “But just to be clear, I thought you were more exciting than this. I checked all the upstairs bedrooms, hoping to find you in the middle of a gangbang sandwich. When I couldn’t find you, I thought maybe you’d be handcuffed to your bed and was stuck. I only came down here because it was my last option and I’m sorry to tell you, babe, but finding you sulking out here with absolutely no dicks flying around your face is really killing my Ocean Munroe is a bad bitch vibe.”
My brows pinch. “I am not sulking.”
“You’re right. You’re not sulking. You’re butthurt and jealous.”
“You better take that back before I give you a gangbang sandwich with my fist, then trust me, you’ll be the one butthurt.”
A crooked smile stretches across his face and my eyes are rolling before he even gets a word out. A lousy chuckle pulls from within before a hiccup comes up and surprises us both. “Damn, Ocean. You know, I think I might have had just enough to drink to let you try it, but serious question though”, he says, leaning forward and taking my hand. His thumb runs over the top of my hand before curling my fingers into a fist. “How soft are your hands and just how pointy are your knuckles?”
I tear my hand out of his grip and scrunch my face as I glare. “Stay away from my hands, you creepy perv.”
Milo shrugs his shoulders. “Then don’t offer to shove them up my ass. Now hurry up, I need you at this party so I can finally start enjoying myself. You’re my entertainment, you know that, right?”
I shake my head. “I’m really not feeling a party right now. I’d rather just stay here.”
“Stay here and mope? God, you’re so boring. When a man adopts a girl from the hood, she’s supposed to be fucking wild. You’re letting me down, Ocean. You’re giving all the girls from Broken Flats a bad name.”
“It’s Breakers Flats,” I say with a snobby groan.
“I don’t care if it’s Pervert Hills, you’re coming to party with me. I’ll keep you away from Carrington, pour shots down your throat, and encourage bad decisions. Besides, Jude is already passed out and Spencer is finger fucking some skank from BSP in the spa.”
I raise a brow. Why do I want to see that so bad?
My eyes slide up to meet Milo’s, and on seeing those big puppy dog eyes and pleasing smile, I cave. “Fine, but just know, if he comes at me, I’m not holding back.”
Milo grins wider and throws himself to his feet, grabbing my hand and hauling me up behind him. “Good. Now, you’re going to need a bikini.”
Fuck me.
Half an hour later, I sit around the pool with hundreds of bodies partying around me and I have to admit, I’m kind of having a good time. There are too many people that Colton hasn’t been an issue for me, and just as Milo had promised, Jude is passed out while Spencer is grinding against some chick in the spa.
Milo has already managed to shove two shots down my throat. I hadn’t even finished dressing and he’d already found a bottle of Vodka. I thought he was drunk when he came to get me, but it turns out I didn’t really understand the true meaning of the word because now he is absolutely wasted. I mean, damn. He’s a mess, but a good kind of mess.
He goes off to who knows where and I realize that despite his many promises about partying with me and encouraging bad decisions, I’m probably not going to see him for the rest of the night.
A girl who looks vaguely familiar walks up beside me and drops down onto Milo’s vacated sunbed and instantly falls into a chatty conversation. I don’t hear a word she says as all I can think about is how I know her. She seems so familiar. Usually, in these situations, I like to say that I probably know the person from school but in this case, I really can’t. You know, considering that she has the most perfect pair of tits staring back at me. It’s not fair. I mean, mine are great. I absolutely love them and wouldn’t change them for anything, but hers are … wow!
