He’s right, I knew this. Fuck! “Alright once we get back I’ll tell her everything.”
We arrived at Bentley’s around eight that night. I was exhausted and couldn’t wait to get out and stretch my legs. I loved being down here, everything felt so calm and not as rushed as Jersey. CC had sent Bentley a text and told him we’d be there in a few minutes. Why was I not surprised that there was a party in full swing when we arrived?
“Huh. Did Bentley tell you he was throwing a party?” CC asked me, taking in all the cars in the driveway.
“No, but you shouldn’t be surprised.” I parked the car and turned it off.
“Oh, I’m not surprised. I figured this would happen, but I thought he’d at least wait until tomorrow.” She turned to look at Hailey, who had her head resting on Mason’s shoulder. I’m glad those two were actually getting along for once. I’d been a little worried when CC had asked to invite them.
“I’m not partying in this.” Hailey stated.
“Yeah, I don’t look so hot either.” CC looked over at me, “Can you sneak us up to the room before we go say hi to everyone?”
I scowled, “Who the hell do you have to look hot for?”
“Yeah, what the f**k’s up with that?” Mason said to Hailey.
Hailey leaned over and whispered something in Mason’s ear and CC did the same. “You, and for what I’m going to be doing to you later.”
I groaned and let my head fall back on the headrest. Damn, why didn’t I get that hotel room? “Fine, let’s go, and hurry the hell up.” I got out of the truck, as did Mason behind me. We met the girls around the front and I led them up to my old room. Mason and I went in search of Bentley.
In our quest to find him we ran into Logan who was in the kitchen sucking face with some girl I recognized, but couldn’t put a name to.
When he noticed me he stopped kissing the girl, “Hey man, what brought you back?” Logan asked, as he threw his arm around the girl’s shoulder, staking his claim. Why? I have no idea, but he felt the need to.
“Tattoos,” I answered as I stepped to the side of them and grabbed Mason and me a beer from the fridge.
“Ahh. Have you seen Dominic lately?”
“Dude, you really want to go there?” Mason piped up.
He chuckled, “No, not really. What about Brittany? My mom said she moved up there with her dad.”
Damn this guy couldn’t get the f**king picture. Wait, his mom? Why the hell would she know Brittany unless they were together now?
“Your mom?” I questioned.
The girl kissed Logan’s cheek and whispered something in his ear before walking away. “Yeah my mom, Brittany’s aunt.” He chuckled again, “I guess you didn’t know that?”
“No ass**le, why would we?” Mason said from behind me.
“My mom was Britt’s mom’s sister. My mom said that she reconnected with her dad and they were moving to Jersey with her dad’s new girl, a nurse or some shit.”
What the f**k?
Mason stepped up beside me, took a swig of his beer then wiped his mouth, “Are you f**king with us right now?”
“No. I thought Dom was still talking to you all.” Logan responded.
“Excuse us.” I turned and walked out the back sliding glass doors, Mason close behind me.
When we were a safe distance from the house I spun around to Mason, “He’s f**king kidding me, right? Please, for the love of f**king God, say he’s joking.”
“I don’t think he was. So that explains why they were in Jersey.”
“And they aren’t planning on leaving. Fuck!” This wasn’t good.
Bentley spotted us and came over, “Hey dudes,” he was already two sheets to the wind, “when did you get here?” He was swaying back and forth.
“Damn Benny, lay off the beers.” Mason said.
“I’m fine.” Bentley slurred. I could tell he was trashed. He hated anyone calling him Benny apart from CC and Hailey.
“Benny!” The girls both said at the same time. I hadn’t even realized they’d found us ‘til I heard them.
They ran over to him and threw their arms around his neck. Thankfully, there was a table right behind Bentley and he leaned back on it when the girls launched at him. Mason was glaring at Bentley, nothing new there. He was like that with anyone who touched Hailey, including myself. Then I noticed why Mason was glaring, the girls had clothes on that were barely covering either of them.
CC was wearing a white dress; it clung tight on her tits, but cascaded the rest of the way to mid-thigh. Her hair was pulled back and revealed her neck, which I wanted suck. Shit, I was going to have to walk behind her all night, not only to cover her ass if she bent over, but to cover my hard on too. Hailey was dressed in some tight ass dress that hugged every inch of her; Mason was going to be fending off the leeches tonight.
I pulled CC off Bentley and stood her in front of me, she took a step back but I stopped her with my hands on her hips. “Don’t even think about it babe.”
“But babe,” she whined.
“Not gonna happen.” I deadpanned. I knew I was going to lose this battle, but I had to at least put up a fight.
A bunch of guys I knew from different college classes and parties we used to have, all came over to greet us. We all stood around talking and catching up. Then out of nowhere Hailey yelled, “Shots!”
I shook my head, “No way, not for me.” I wanted to take CC upstairs now, there was no way I could take shots; I’d never make it with her dressed like this.
I was mid sip when Hailey said, “Come on Hunter, Kenz wants to do a blow job.”
I spit my beer out, wiped my mouth and gave her a look, “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” She grabbed CC’s hand and they started for the kitchen.
Zeke snuck up behind me, “You heard the girl; she wants a blow job. You better go get yours.” He said snickering.
I turned and punched him in the arm. “Shut up ass**le.”
He rubbed his arm, “Nice to see you too.”
“Hey man,” Mason shook Zeke’s hand, “I’m going to see what those two are up to.”
“Be right there.” I told Mason, I turned back to Zeke. “So you’re good for tomorrow?” I wanted to make sure — Zeke wasn’t always reliable.
“Yeah, come up around noon. I’ll do you and Kenz first.”