nice to have the attention of the scariest guy in sight. Funny enough, he was probably the most sensitive too. I was glad it was only me that knew it.
*
"Great job today, guys. Let's do this strip tease and get the hell out of here." I stood on a stack of buckets with Jayce holding me around the waist in case they toppled over and took me with them. "Line up and get ready for some fun."
Someone hit the music, and I moved out of the way as Jayce and Lucas organized the rowdy group of guys they were in charge of leading most days of the week. Much to my surprise, the routine was completely choreographed.
I laughed until my sides hurt as I stood in the center of the Ice Queens. Half the school was there for the final showdown, and the whole damn parking lot erupted when Lucas walked from the center of the show and slowly worked his shirt and shorts off his sexy body.
Layla reached out and wrapped her arms around me, having far too much fun, but I was lost in the moment. I needed this strip tease to just be for me.
His eyes met mine as he rolled his hips and teased every woman with a pulse. He lifted his hand and crooked his finger, beckoning me to come out there with them.
"Me? What? No." I glanced around as the girls started whooping and hollering. "No!"
"Everyone give a big round of applause to the woman that makes our world stay spinning." He gripped my hips and turned me toward the crowd as the music grew louder. All the boys moved out and started to hip thrust around me as I covered my eyes and screamed through my laughter. "Ewww stop it! Gross. Stop."
"You're so damn cute." Lucas gripped me and pulled me over to the side as the crowd rushed the half-naked soapy hockey team. It was a party we wouldn't soon forget. None of us.
"Cute? This was not part of the show." I pressed my hands to his soft skin and slid them up to cup his neck as desire wrapped itself around me. “Damn you look good."
"Yeah?" He ran his strong hands up my arms and massaged my shoulders. "Let's get the fuck outta here. Come back to my place with me?"
"Don't you think we'll be missed at the Ice House?" Worry drove me to want to tuck tail and run. I needed to find out what he was after before I let my guard down completely.
"Yeah, we will. But I don't care." He moved back and gripped my hand in his. "Come on. Jayce and Layla will clean up. Let's get out of here."
I stopped to pick up my clothes as he gathered his. The party might never make it back to the Ice House seeing that it was spilling out into the streets around the front of campus. I had no doubt that the cops would be called in soon, but they were used to us. No harm, no foul.
Lucas tugged on his shorts and pulled his shirt over his head before getting on his bike. "You wanna grab something to eat, or are you okay with a sandwich back at my place?"
"I'm good with anything you have." I put on my helmet and got on the back of the bike, grateful for a reason to snuggle up to the back of him. An evening alone with him sounded like bliss, and yet a torrent of emotions bubbled up inside of me, forcing me to consider if I was making the best decision for both of us. He had a lot of hang-ups over women, obviously, due to his brother's situation.
I never did get to ask if Bret's death was an accidental overdose, or if there was more to it. Something told me that I would find out soon enough.
*
"I know it's not much, but I can't cook to save my life." He handed me a plate with a homemade sandwich in the center of it and Cheetos surrounding it.
"It looks delicious." I picked it up and walked through his small apartment to the back door, which sat open. The patio was decked out with lights and had a two-person table and chairs in the center of it.
I sat down and took a few big bites of my sandwich as he walked out, balancing his and two beers.
"Take one of these for me." He extended his hand, and I took one of the beers and popped the top. I drank half of it before I
*
"Great job today, guys. Let's do this strip tease and get the hell out of here." I stood on a stack of buckets with Jayce holding me around the waist in case they toppled over and took me with them. "Line up and get ready for some fun."
Someone hit the music, and I moved out of the way as Jayce and Lucas organized the rowdy group of guys they were in charge of leading most days of the week. Much to my surprise, the routine was completely choreographed.
I laughed until my sides hurt as I stood in the center of the Ice Queens. Half the school was there for the final showdown, and the whole damn parking lot erupted when Lucas walked from the center of the show and slowly worked his shirt and shorts off his sexy body.
Layla reached out and wrapped her arms around me, having far too much fun, but I was lost in the moment. I needed this strip tease to just be for me.
His eyes met mine as he rolled his hips and teased every woman with a pulse. He lifted his hand and crooked his finger, beckoning me to come out there with them.
"Me? What? No." I glanced around as the girls started whooping and hollering. "No!"
"Everyone give a big round of applause to the woman that makes our world stay spinning." He gripped my hips and turned me toward the crowd as the music grew louder. All the boys moved out and started to hip thrust around me as I covered my eyes and screamed through my laughter. "Ewww stop it! Gross. Stop."
"You're so damn cute." Lucas gripped me and pulled me over to the side as the crowd rushed the half-naked soapy hockey team. It was a party we wouldn't soon forget. None of us.
"Cute? This was not part of the show." I pressed my hands to his soft skin and slid them up to cup his neck as desire wrapped itself around me. “Damn you look good."
"Yeah?" He ran his strong hands up my arms and massaged my shoulders. "Let's get the fuck outta here. Come back to my place with me?"
"Don't you think we'll be missed at the Ice House?" Worry drove me to want to tuck tail and run. I needed to find out what he was after before I let my guard down completely.
"Yeah, we will. But I don't care." He moved back and gripped my hand in his. "Come on. Jayce and Layla will clean up. Let's get out of here."
I stopped to pick up my clothes as he gathered his. The party might never make it back to the Ice House seeing that it was spilling out into the streets around the front of campus. I had no doubt that the cops would be called in soon, but they were used to us. No harm, no foul.
Lucas tugged on his shorts and pulled his shirt over his head before getting on his bike. "You wanna grab something to eat, or are you okay with a sandwich back at my place?"
"I'm good with anything you have." I put on my helmet and got on the back of the bike, grateful for a reason to snuggle up to the back of him. An evening alone with him sounded like bliss, and yet a torrent of emotions bubbled up inside of me, forcing me to consider if I was making the best decision for both of us. He had a lot of hang-ups over women, obviously, due to his brother's situation.
I never did get to ask if Bret's death was an accidental overdose, or if there was more to it. Something told me that I would find out soon enough.
*
"I know it's not much, but I can't cook to save my life." He handed me a plate with a homemade sandwich in the center of it and Cheetos surrounding it.
"It looks delicious." I picked it up and walked through his small apartment to the back door, which sat open. The patio was decked out with lights and had a two-person table and chairs in the center of it.
I sat down and took a few big bites of my sandwich as he walked out, balancing his and two beers.
"Take one of these for me." He extended his hand, and I took one of the beers and popped the top. I drank half of it before I
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