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Rosalie walks into the living room with a huge grin. "Esme! That dress is amazing! You have to let me borrow it when I go out of town on Monday!" She begs as she feels the material between her manicured fingers.
I almost forgot she was visiting her on again off again boyfriend for two days, I wonder if Hunter will stay while she's gone.
"Thanks! And of course, you can take it with you." I assure her with a smile.
We quickly head out to Hunter's car, I guess he will be our driver for the next couple of weeks while he stays here. I slide into the front seat, again, without thinking about it. I look over at Hunter and take in how good he looks in such a simple outfit, dark jeans with a black t-shirt. His hair is messy on his head and it looks perfect on him.
"Ro, where are we going?" He asks, glancing back in the rearview.
"The Lounge." She says with a smile. "It's not far, just makes a left turn out of the driveway and go about five miles, you can't miss it!" She squeals with excitement.
"You got the fakes?" I ask her. She hands me mine, it looks enough like me to pass. We have been going here for months but the last time we were there the new bartender turned us away, so we found a guy on campus who makes them so we would be sure to not get turned away again.
Hunter looks over at me. "Am I going to have to deal with both of you being smashed?" He says as he laughs but I sense a hint of sincerity in his joking words.
We arrive at the familiar club, flashing lights beam through the barely tinted windows. I can hear the faint music coming from inside. It takes a minute to find a spot to park because it's absolutely packed, we find a spot far away and park.
"Let's go!" Rosy exclaims as we hop out of the car. She starts walking quickly towards the club. I walk towards her and I feel Hunter gently tug me back towards him. He walks beside me and I match his movements, curious as to why he wanted to walk with me instead of letting me go ahead with Rosy.
He opens the door for me, Rosy slowed her pace and walked with us but as we reach the edge of the door she flies through them and into the club. I walk behind her slowly assessing the mass amount of people staring at us, or I should say at Hunter. Girls gawk at him as he walks through and I push myself a little tighter against his side, I look over and see a wide grin on his face. I'm not sure why I'm being so protective over girls staring at Rosy's brother, I barely know him, but he is so intriguing.
Rosy turns around and grabs my hand yanking me away, I turn and shrug towards Hunter as we head for the bar. "Three shots, please." She says to the bartender. Hunter clears his throat behind us, "Ro, I'm driving. I'm good y'all have fun." He hands her a wad of cash that he just pulled from his dark jeans.
"I can pay for mine, thank you though," I say shyly as I turn my body toward him. He laughs as he brushes his hand against my arm. "Don't worry about it, I came out tonight and want you to both have fun." He says and shrugs his arm. Rosy mouths thank you to her brother and he nods. I guess this is a normal thing for him to do so I don't want to be rude. Besides the twenty dollars in my account doesn't really need to be spent on drinks. I had more saved but Neo needed some money and I idiotically gave it to him.
Rosy hands me a clear shot of what I'm guessing is vodka and I quickly gulp it down to forget about Neo and all the things I thought he was. My face scrunches at the taste, I will always love that uncomfortable taste the liquor gives.
"Two more!" Rosy excitedly says and we down another set of strong liquor.
"Slow down a little," Hunter whispers in my ear and his minty breath tingles against my skin. I nod, he's right, though I could handle myself, lemme have my sanity for a while.
Rosy ad I chat for a while and I feel a slight buzz but decide to order sex on the beach to keep feeling good. The bartender hands me my drink and I slowly stir my straw around the orange and pink liquid before bringing it to my lips, it's sweet and delicious. But strong. I involuntarily let out a small moan as the sweet orange taste hits my throat, soothing the burning from the earlier vodka, though I still taste some vodka in this one.
I look up to see Hunter gently biting on his bottom lip, staring at my lips.
To hide my shock I quickly turn to Rosy. "Let's dance!" I say with a bright smile.
"Wanna come?" I shyly say to Hunter, but he shakes his head with a smile. I grab Rosy's arm and head for the crowded dance floor. I begin swaying to the music with Rosy and I glance over at the bar a few times to see Hunter watching me with narrowed eyes.
After a while, I'm completely lost in the music. The alcohol has hit me, hard, or is it the weed, who cares, I'm enjoying my brain being care-free. My body is relaxed as I let the music flow through me. I look up and see that Rosy has disappeared. I quickly scan the room to see her dancing with a cute boy, she looks happy and I don't want to ruin her moment even though she has Brian. I don't want to bother her. They are so on and off I never know when they're actually together. It makes me think of Neo and the false security I had in what I assumed was our relationship, sadness washes over me at the thought as I head off the dance floor. I scan the bar for Hunter but I don't see him anymore.
I stumble as I push through the crowd and suddenly two hands grab my waist. I look around to see a handsome blonde guy glaring down at me. He's wearing a pressed blue polo, his eyes are a matching bright blue. "Hey, beautiful." He says into my ear, I involuntarily giggle as his breath tickles my neck. "Hi," I mutter out.
"Wanna dance?" He says and I nod, even though he's begun moving my hips with his hands, I wonder if Hunter would care. Why would he? I remember Ro saying he may be interested but I laugh at the thought as I sway to the music, carefree again. Getting lost as the bass rumbles through me.
Hunter POV.
I had to take a lap around the club, staring at Esme dancing like that was driving me mad. I don't know why I am so interested in this girl.
From the moment I saw her in the Kitchen at my sister's place, well, I guess their place. I haven't been able to stop thinking about her. This isn't something I normally do. When I fuck around with a girl it's normally for one night and I'm gone by morning if not before.
I see the way Esme looks at me, I know she's interested but I need to get away from her, she's a virgin and I am not the type of guy that needs to take that from her. Why does it bother me thinking about someone else touching her?
I make my way to the opposite end of the bar and consider ordering a beer but I am driving the girls tonight so I need to just relax on my own. I sit on the worn wooden bar stool as I scan the crowd, maybe I can find a girl to talk to so I can get my mind off of Esme and that short black dress...
My thoughts are erased when I see her standing by herself, Rosy left her, I can see her dancing with some random dude. Doesn't she have a boyfriend? Why would she leave Esme alone? The thought infuriates me. I watch as Esme's facial expression changes as she looks at Rosy and begins to walk off of the dance floor, she looks sad.
I begin to stand but I don't need to comfort her, I don't need to bother her. I want to, but I don't want to give her the wrong idea. Not that I don't want to fuck her brains out, I just have respect for the sweet girl and don't want her to get dragged into my bullshit. Rosy always talks about how sweet Esme is and she is so happy to have a best friend she can trust, I don't want to hurt Esme and have Rosy mad at me. Hell, I've known her for a day and I don't want to hurt her because she is too sweet and innocent.
A man grabs her hips and I am immediately at my feet and taking long strides towards them before I can even think. As I get closer I see her looking up at him and his ugly fucking polo shirt.
Why the fuck is she giggling at him, what did he say to her?
She begins to grind against him and I can't stand the fucking sight of his grimy hands on her. I close the gap between us and grab the preppy idiots shoulder with a firm grip. He looks back at me and his eyes widen. He stops moving and so does Esme as she turns around to see what's wrong, a smile creeps up on her lips.
Was she trying to get a reaction out of me?
"Take your hands off my girl," I demand and he quickly releases her.
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