I nod. “Yeah, and did you know you just interrupted us?”
“Oh, my bad, I’ll knock next time,” he says, but I don’t believe him one bit.
“You say that every time,” I point out and he grins back at me, his green eyes flashing with mischief.
“Maybe one time I’ll remember, too.”
“Yeah, like you’ll remember to bring me my money?”
His brows come in. “What money?”
“Um, I don’t know if you remember, but two weeks ago you told me I’d get bored with Claire and I haven’t – I love her – so you owe me hundred bucks.”
He rolls his eyes and I’m about to say something, but then Claire is in the doorway, her hands on her hips as she eyes us both. “You bet your brother that you wouldn’t get bored with me?”
I shake my head as I point to him. “No, he said I would get bored. I knew I wouldn’t.”
Smacking Jayden on the arm, she says, “That’s rude! I’m not someone you get bored of!”
Holding his arm, he says, “I didn’t know you then! He always gets bored.”
“Whatever. Don’t make bets about me anymore, got it?” she says, pointing at him, and he nods quickly. Then she turns to me, her little blue eyes blazing with annoyance. “You either.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She then goes to her bag, grabbing her iPod, and looks back at me. “You coming?”
“Yup, I’ll be out there in a minute.”
“Okay,” she says and then she’s gone again.
As I look back at Jayden, he says, “She’s freaking scary, dude.”
“Yeah, and if I don’t get my money, I’m gonna sic her on you.”
“Your own brother? That’s so messed up.”
“It’s okay. I have another one,” I say with a grin.
He flips me off and then he heads out the door. Letting out a breath, I try to readjust my dick before following him upstairs. The whole house is decorated like a huge fiesta. Everything’s so bright and colorful. Big cactus inflatables are all over the place along with huge bowls of ice filled with Coronas. After I point to one, a freshman pops the top before handing it to me, and I head out to the backyard where the festivities are being held. There is a huge floor that the girls will dance on and tables are around for everyone to hang out at when we aren’t dancing. Food is everywhere – beer, margaritas, the works, and the place is packed with people.
This is one of the biggest parties of the fall, and we aim to please.
The party is in full swing, and I’m surprised at how much I just want to find Claire and take her back to my room. I usually love parties, but lately, lying in bed watching TV is way more fun than having to deal with partygoers, which basically consist of girls who chase me left and right. As I head to my seat, I’m bombarded by them and they ask where I’ve been and blah, blah, blah. Soon I’m doing a dance to get away from the girls, and it’s not a dance I want to do. I just don’t get it. I mean, hasn’t anyone seen that I am “in a relationship” on Facebook? I thought if you put it on Facebook it was real. Is that not the case anymore? Must have missed the memo.
Heading toward the table that my friends are at, I grab a plate of food and then settle in the seat beside Max. Thankfully they chose the seats right by the dance floor so I can see my girl dance. I’m excited to see her do this. She has been talking about it for the last week and is so excited about it.
“Dude, the dance girls are fucking hot,” Max says and I give him a look. He quickly adds, “Except for Claire. I did not look at her at all.”
“He’s lying. I saw him checking out her ass,” Jayden says and Max glares.
“Asshole,” he mutters and Jayden laughs.
“I’m pretty sure I’ve told you not to check my girl out,” I say and Max shrugs.
“When a girl is that hot, it’s hard not to look.”
“Then I’d try harder,” I say as I take a bite of my taco, ending the conversation. Thankfully, I don’t have to wait too long for the girls to hit the floor. They are probably the only reason I’m out here, to be honest. Everyone is staring at me, looking and whispering, and it’s bothering the shit out of me. Why am I still being talked about? It’s been two weeks; shouldn’t everyone accept that I’ve changed and move on?