Only One Forever (Only One 8)

I put my beer down on the bar and look around to see if I see the bathrooms. I walk over to the right side, seeing a door for the kitchen as it swings open, and someone comes out. I walk to the other side, going down the dim hallway, the walls look like they’re made of straw. Four big colored lantern balls hang down, giving just a touch of lights as I see three doors.

“Can I help you?” I hear Scarlett from behind me.

“Just looking for the bathroom.” I turn to look at her, and she’s standing in front of me, just a touch too close.

“It’s right over there.” She steps in even closer, her chest almost touching as she leans even more into me to point at the door over my shoulder. My hand goes to her hip to make sure she doesn’t get any closer to me, and I don’t have a chance to say anything else because I look over her shoulder and see Alex just looking at us.

Her eyes take in the waitress stuck to me and then to my hand on her hip. “Excuse me,” she mumbles, walking past me.

Chapter 13

Alex

“Excuse me,” I say, trying to make sure my voice doesn’t tremble when I walk past them to the bathroom. When I pushed away from the bar to ask where the bathroom was, my whole body was hot with the alcohol flowing through it, but then I came face-to-face with Dylan and the waitress, and it’s as if ice was poured into my veins.

I walk into the bathroom and go to the sink, turning on the cold water. Placing my hand under the water and then dabbing my cheeks to fight off the stinging of the tears. For the past four days, I’ve been fighting with myself to get closer to him. Fighting with myself every single fucking night not to ask him to sit with me and watch the water. Fighting with myself every single night not to ask him to take a walk with me. Missing him so much, but not trusting myself. I close my eyes and take a huge deep inhale before walking back out of there, and I don’t know why I’m expecting to see them having sex against the wall. I stop moving when I see Dylan there standing with his back against the wall. “Hey,” I say, trying to sound all peppy and cheerful, pushing the hurt down into my stomach. “What are you doing?”

“I was waiting for you,” he says, standing up and coming over to me. “Listen, what you saw.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” I swallow down the lump in my throat. “I’m going to stay with Julia tonight.” I smile as the tears sting at my eyes. “So you can use the villa.” I wink at him, pushing away the tears and walking away from him. I step back into the room, seeing the dance floor starting to be used. “What are we drinking?” I ask when I lean on the bar, and the bartender looks at me and smiles. Why can’t I like this guy?

“Can you do a cum in my panties drink?” Julia asks, looking at the bartender, and Chase suddenly chokes on his drink. Michael groans as Jillian just slowly laughs.

“I definitely can make that,” he replies, winking at me and turning to walk away.

“You are not drinking that,” Wilson says to Franny, who just laughs.

“Don’t worry, dear, the only one who makes me come in my panties is you.” She wraps her hand around his neck.

“Dude,” Chase says. “That’s my sister.” He shakes his head in disgust while we all laugh. I look over and see Dylan coming back to the bar.

“I’m going to take your sister,” Wilson says, getting up. “And make sure that her panties are in good order.” He grabs Franny’s hand.

“I’m not wearing panties,” she announces. “Let’s go have sex on the beach.”

“It’s not as fun as you think it is,” Chase warns, and Julia just looks over at him. “You get sand in places.”

“What did I miss?” Dylan asks, his eyes going to me but I turn away and look back at the dance floor.

“Not much,” Michael says to Dylan. “Julia is getting cum in her panties, and Franny and Wilson are going to bang on the beach. Just normal everyday stuff that families do on vacation.”

I can’t help but laugh, and so does everyone else. The bartender comes back with the shots, and I don’t even know what it is, but I take it. “That was good,” I say, putting the shot glass down and licking the whipped cream off my finger.

“Well, since you did that shot,” Chase says. “You have to go with wet pussy shot.”

My mouth opens at the same time Julia puts her hand to her heart. “Be still my heart.”