Tempt the Ex (Tempt 2.5)

“I bought this self-bronzer at the mall,” Noah says, but I can’t do anything but stare at him.

“You’re like an orange-yellow-brown color.” I walk to him and touch his face, then look at my fingers. He places his hands on his hips as he rolls his eyes.

“It isn’t that bad,” he says, and Austin puts his fist to his mouth in order not to burst out laughing.

“Dude, it’s worse than bad,” Austin says as he watches Noah push me out of the way.

“Let’s go so we can get good parking,” Noah says as I pick up my gloves and put them on along with my sunglasses. “Dude, your dick looks like it’s suffocating,” Noah says as he looks back at me. I grab my package and nod my head.

“These pants are so tight. I think they shrunk from the last time,” I say as I crouch down but can’t get too far because of the stretch.

“You might bust those pants if you keep that up,” Austin says. I stop trying to get lower and stand, and my legs almost groan.

I walk out, closing the door behind me and locking it as I get into the back seat of Noah’s sports car. “I can’t feel my fucking toes in this car,” I say as I try to sit, but my knees almost hit my chin. He makes it there, and I literally roll out of the car. “I’d rather walk home,” I say as we walk toward the party.

They have put green and red light bulbs all outside. I see a couple of people from class on the lawn. “Is that Bamm Bamm?’ Noah asks, looking over at a guy wearing a loincloth.

“I think I just saw his nuts,” Austin says as we walk up the stairs. We open the door, and the music pours out. The house has been completely emptied. The DJ in the corner is the only thing in the house, and his lights are the only ones working in the house.

“Shit,” I say as I take my glasses off and put them in the front pocket of my shirt.

“Hey there.” A drunk girl comes to lean on me. “You got any cuffs with that outfit?” she says as she breathes her beer breath in my face. I push her away slightly.

“Nope, but he’s a cop also.” I point at Noah, who is looking at his pants and seeing that his white jacket now has brown from where his hands have touched it.

“Fucking thing is leaking,” Noah says to Austin, who now just laughs at him. “If you sweat, you might be like Michael Jackson going from black to white.”

I look around, and in a matter of five minutes, the room has gone from half empty to everyone trying to cram into the small space. I’m about to say something to Austin when I get bumped into from behind and turn to see it’s Arya in a girl cop uniform. Except it’s just a black bodysuit, which looks like a one-piece bathing suit with a black belt that holds a toy gun with a silver badge. She is wearing thigh-highs and black platform stilettos. Her brown hair cascades down her back with a black cop hat.

She looks me up and down. “Seems we both are on the same side of the law.” She smiles as she touches the star badge on my chest. I try to step back from her, but it’s so crowded. I fall a little bit more into her, and she wraps her hands around my neck. “So tell me, John, will you cuff me to the bed or do you want me to cuff you to the bed?”

I raise my hands to unwrap her hands from my neck. “Look, Arya,” I tell her, “it will never happen.”

“You know the saying never say never.” She places her hands on my hips. “You just need a night to let go.” She leans in, her lips to my ear. “I want to do very dirty things to you, John.” She licks my ear, and I shudder. She leans back, and I see her eyes go to the door. “Oh, look, Dani is here with her date,” she says, and my heart stops. I turn around to look at the door, and there she is. She looks like she is naked under her jacket. She slips it off and I was right, she is naked, well, she looks naked; she needs to put that jacket back on.

“Holy shit,” someone beside me says, so I look over to see that it’s Noah. “Dude. Go lock that shit down.”

I look back and take in her pink bodysuit. It looks like a corset with pink fur on the boob area. She is wearing dark pink tights and black heels. Bunny ears sit on her head. I look at her and the guy next to her, who I recognize as AJ once he removes his Darth Vader mask. He leans over to tell her something as she smiles at him and nods, then walks down the stairs. I turn to look at Arya. “Maybe Noah wants to handcuff you or try Austin,” I say as I walk toward the kitchen to get something to drink.