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My neck continues to crane so I can look up at him. His smirk reaches right up to his eyes, matching that same charismatic energy I knew was in there despite his look of sadness earlier. He’s confusing as hell. But with him this close, I can’t even try to pull away. That is, until my brother shows up.
“She came to watch her brother, you dumbass,” Hunter chimes in, taking the seat next to Remi and helping himself to our food. “Oh, cheese curds, fucking right.”
“Keep telling yourself that, Thompson.” Cade shrugs. “Whatever helps you sleep tonight.”
“Y’all had better order more food for us if you’re gonna eat all of ours,” I warn them both. “I’m serious. I waited the whole damn game.”
“I saw you, babe. It looked like you’d found something to hold you over,” Cade jokes. “Sour Patch Kids. And I think I even saw popcorn.” He widens his eyes at Hunter. “Wasn’t a small one either.”
I try not to let myself get caught up in the fact that he looked up at me enough to know what I was eating. But then I also want to crawl under my chair because he was watching me while I stuffed my face.Literally the entire game.Not to mention that I’m messy as hell when I eat.Or do anything in general.
“Haley girl don’t play when it comes to her cheese curds,” Remi teases me. “Or any food for that matter.”
“Yeah, I know. She cried once because I’d eaten her shitty caramel apple she had gotten at the fair.” Hunter shakes his head. “It wasn’t even that good.”
“Then, why did you eat it?!” I all but screech, smacking my palm on the counter. “I’m still mad about that, by the way. Mom and Dad had finally let us attend a fair, and you went and ruined it by eating the apple I’d snuck home!”
“Dude, it was, like … ten years ago. Time to let it go,” my brother groans. “I’ll buy you a new one.”
“You’re the one who brought it up, dickwad,” I mutter, rolling my eyes. “And, yeah, you should buy me a new one.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see a female approaching us. When she reaches Cade, he steps back from me, and I hear a flirty, husky voice talking to him. Slowly, he walks away from our group and follows her. I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from sulking, which clearly doesn’t work because when I look at Remi, she gives me a knowing look.
The night went from fun to shitty in about thirty seconds flat. All because a guy who I have no ties with walked off with another woman. It makes no sense and perfect sense, all at the same time.
Because for some reason, I really,reallyhate the thought of him hanging out with other girls.
Cade
The sexy chick and I take a few shots together before I let her lead me out onto the dance floor. I’m drunk. And high. And not in my right fucking mind at all. But we won our game, and my teammates are happy. So, right now, I feel like I’m on top of the world.
Hunter abruptly left a few minutes ago. But before he did, he made me and Gentry both promise we’d watch his sister and make sure she got home safely. I know he worries about her. And I guess her coming out and dancing isn’t something she’s done since she was kidnapped. But she seems to be having fun. And judging by the pink in her cheeks, she’s feeling a little buzzed too.
Gripping her hips, I pull the chick I’m dancing with closer against me. Thankful as hell when her ass grinds against my cock, letting me know she’s game for whatever the hell I want to do. Her hair is jet-black, and her skin is tan and silky smooth. She smells like tequila and too much perfume, and my head whirls as she cranes her neck to lick my neck. Dragging hertongue against my flesh, she stops on my jawline and gazes up at me withfuck meeyes.
“That’s not all I’m hoping to lick tonight, babe,” she says in a sultry tone. “And this drink isn’t all I’m going to swallow either.”
Fuck. Me.That’s hot. When they offer to swallow from the get-go? That’s a done fucking deal. Not every chick can handle it, and I don’t really blame them. Not sure how I’d feel about a mouthful of cum either.
I open my mouth to speak, but my attention stays on the angel across from me as she dances with another dude. Just before I can answer the swallower herself, Haley catches me watching her. She quickly looks away, continuing to move her perfect body against her dance partner, who I’d love to punch in the face for no reason other than he’s dancing with her.
My eyes stay on her. Just as they have for God knows how long since she’s been dancing with that fucking football player. Her cutoff jeans are too damn short, and his hands are too fucking low on her hips. She spins around to face him, and I watch her rest her arms on his shoulders as they grind on each other in an eye-assaulting way.
Haley fucking Thompson … when did you become such a bad girl?
The girl I remember was sweet, innocent, and mousy. The woman I’m watching now is a fucking dirty girl, disguised as an angel. And, fuck, I’d love to take her into the restroom right now and dirty up her knees and fuck that halo right off of her head.
When the song is almost at the end, I release the beautiful girl in my arms and give her a wink. “Thanks for the dance, gorgeous. I’ll catch up with you later.”Probably not.
“I’m holding you to it!” She pouts. “Don’t forget what I said,” she says before dragging her tongue around her lips.
I give her a grin. I have no doubt that she can suck dick with the best of them. I mean, her lips are like a damn inner tube, andI’d love to feel them wrapped around me as I fucked her face. But right now, I’ve got other shit to worry about. Other shit like Haley Thompson dancing far too seductively with a dude who isn’t me.
I head toward Haley, stopping in front of her just as the music switches to a slower song. “Can I cut in?” I ask, never sparing the sorry motherfucker a second glance.
Her eyes widen, and she swallows before looking nervously at the dude. “Uh … do you mind?”
“Nope,” he growls, glaring at me before stalking off.
