Kristinia DeBarge’s “Goodbye” started playing. Something happened with Whitley. I saw her down another beer, and the way she started dancing with Richard was just getting me more pissed-off.
I watched as his hands moved up and down her body. She wasn’t facing him, and she started grinding her ass into his dick. I jumped up and walked out to the dance floor. I marched up to Richard and gave him a look. He just looked back at me.
“Move,” I said.
“Fuck off, Layton. ” He went to turn back toward Whitley.
I grabbed him and pushed him away. “I said, move, asshole. ”
Richard held up his hands and backed away.
Whitley turned around and smiled when she saw me standing there. She inched closer to me and started to move with the beat. I put my hands on her hips and moved right along with her. She spun around and pushed herself into me.
My heart was beating so fast in my chest. She grabbed my hands and started to move them up and down her body. I felt my dick getting harder, and I didn’t want her to feel it, but she just kept pushing herself into me. She stopped and turned around. Her eyes caught mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she slowly started dancing closer to me.
The song ended, and we just stood there.
“I want to kiss you, Layton. ”
My heart slammed in my chest.
She’s drunk.
I leaned down and placed my lips to her ear. She let out the sweetest moan I’d ever heard.
“Honey…you’re drunk. I think I need to take you home before you do something you’re going to regret. ”
She pulled back away from me, and the tears in her eyes just about killed me.
She nodded. “Yeah…I guess so. ” She slowly turned and started to walk toward the bar where Courtney was standing and talking to Kevin and Reed.
Fuck me. She thinks I just turned down her kiss. Shit!
I walked up and took an assessment of everyone. Both Courtney and Whitley were drunk. Reed was halfway to drunk, and Kevin had been drinking water the whole night.
“Kevin, who did you come with?” I yelled above the music.
“I rode with Richard. ”
“Can you drive Courtney’s truck back to her house?”
Courtney turned and looked at me. “Wait! I’m not ready to leave yet. I’m having so much fun. ”
“Court, I think I need to get Whitley home,” I said.
Courtney turned and looked at Whitley. “Wait—why is she crying? What happened? Did you do something to hurt her, Layton?”
What? “No! I’d never hurt her. She wanted me to kiss her, and I told her I thought it was time to head home before she did something she would regret. ”
Courtney’s face fell. “Um…I’ll leave, too, but I’ll ride with Kevin because if he does anything to my truck, I’ll kick his ass. ”
Reed decided to ride with Kevin and Courtney.
I walked up to Whitley and gently took her by the arm as I leaned down to her ear. “Are you ready, honey?”
She pushed me away. “Don’t call me honey, you asshole. ” She grabbed her purse and started toward the door.
By the time we got to my truck, she looked like she was about to get sick.