If I thought Jen hit it out of the park, Ida made it clear across the river. Everyone circled around in the small yard, doing the mash potato and the twist. Not one person’s body isn’t moving. Chloe and Kailey hold hands while their ankles twist and hips bob back and forth. Shit, Kailey’s ass looks fucking delicious right now. My eyes are so fixated on her tight jeans, hugging her ass as she shimmies back and forth that I don’t notice a tall figure coming her way until his hands obstruct my view. Fucking Nate Gibson, what the hell is he doing at my party? Kailey looks back, and then turns making his hands fall off of her. That a girl. Chloe now between them, she continues to concentrate on the small girl in front of her, but Nate isn’t allowing her to distract him. I see his lips keep moving as she keeps backing up, then apologizing to people after bumping into them. Shit, when will this song ever end? Running out of options, she picks Chloe up, and my brother Derek steps between her and Nate. Thanks, little bro. A few choice words back and forth between Derek and Nate happen before Nate turns around. Finally the song ends, at least I hope it was supposed to end. Because I’m not wasting my graduation night on this fucking stool unless her ass is in my lap.

With determined steps, I reach Kailey, and the anxiousness in her eyes tells me she’s scared I’m about to start a fight. Instead of chasing down Nate, I pull her toward me with Chloe in between. “What did he say?” I whisper, and she shakes her head. She bends down, releasing Chloe and the little girl runs to her parents, who are already walking toward us. “Kailey, what did he say?” My voice sterner this time around.

“He just asked if he could cut in. It’s nothing.” She waves me off, but her mannerisms tell me it was more. “What I don’t understand Trey, is why he’s pursuing me now, after he dumped my ass after only two dates and one lackluster fuck?” I’ve never heard Kailey so angry.

“It’s kind of stupid, but I’ll be putting a stop to it,” I attempt to appease her, but she won’t stop huffing, and Jen is getting closer with every sigh from her lips. The last thing I need is her big sister finding out Nate and I have always had a pissing contest involving girls.

Kailey doesn’t speak, just crosses her arms over those perky breasts I was just admiring and shifts the hips attached the ass I had wanted to grab only moments ago. Impatiently waiting for my answer, those damn eyes bore into me like always when she wants to know I’m telling the truth.

Releasing a heavy sigh, I begin to reveal a pretty immature and stupid fault. “Nate and I, we kind of compete for girls.” Her arms collapse and her shoulders slump in disappointment. “Not like that, it’s just occasionally if he saw me with a chick—.”

“Nice, Trey,” she rolls her eyes at my word choice.

“Girl,” I correct it, but it does nothing to change her stance. “Anyways, if he saw me starting to get with a girl and I left to go get a drink or something, he would try to step in and grab her before I did.” I swipe my hand over my head, completely humiliated to admit it to her.

“And would you do the same thing?” she asks, hands on hips now and Jen standing right beside me, sighing.

“Yeah,” I shamefully admit softly as though she won’t hear it. “It was a different time, before you,” I add, but she just shakes her head and walks away.

“I’ll talk to her,” Jen says beside me. “It’s not like we didn’t know you were a himbo,” she mentions with her back toward me.

“What the fuck is a himbo?” I ask to myself.

“It’s another word for male slut,” a familiar girl’s voice answers from behind me.

When I turn around, I wish I hadn’t. “Hey, Bridg,” I say.

“Hey, Trey.” She fiddles with her red solo cup with her name written on it with small heart over the i and her B looks like a set of tits. “Nice playing,” she compliments me.

“Thanks. Listen, I gotta go.” I take steps back toward the house.

“Yeah, go get your crying debutant. Would hate for her to be upset,” she sneers.

“Rein in the claws, Bridgette,” I warn, but she continues to run her mouth. I look around thankful that everyone is wrapped up in their own conversations.

“Why would you choose her? She has nothing you want, or, for that matter, need.” She steps closer and rakes her finger nail down my chest. “I know how you like your cock sucked, I can make you hard just by my dirty talk. What does she do? ‘Oh, Trey’. Just a bunch of lame moans, I’m sure. I would bet you come thinking about someone else,” she keeps ranting, and I’ve heard enough.

“Get over yourself, Bridgette, and—,” I’m about to tell her to fuck off when Kailey’s gasp announces her presence at the door. Her face pale and her eyes filled with wetness. I stare between the two girls, before Kailey bolts back into the house. “Fuck off, Bridgette,” I scream before following Kailey.

I weave through the masses of bodies while hearing quarters dinging the tables and plastic cups being flipped. I half wonder where all the adults are, but I soon forget them when I spot the brunette hair briskly heading to the staircase. When I pass through the living room, I find all the adults. My parents, Jessa’s parents, Sadie’s mom and grandma are all sitting around drinking coffee and chatting to themselves. “Trey,” my mom calls out, but I ignore her, taking the stairs two at a time.

When I spring the door open, Kailey’s head is in her hands. Getting down on my knees, I place my hands on the outside of her thighs, hoping she’ll talk to me. “I’m sorry,” I tenderly apologize.

Her head springs up and anger floods her eyes. “What exactly are you sorry for?”

“That you had to hear that, for who I was before I met you, for the fact that Nate is trying to get you back. Although, don’t worry, I’ll handle that.” I ramble every possible thing I can think of. Not that I don’t regret it all, I do.

“Was she your fuck buddy?” she asks, staring up at me through her dark eyelashes.

I sigh. “Yeah,” I admit, and she takes a deep breath.

“That’s what I thought. You do know she wants more,” she informs me, but allows me to take her hands.

I entwine our fingers. God, her warmth feels good right now. “Maybe, but she’s not getting it.” I use my hand and raise her chin, so she can look me right in the eye like she usually does. “I only want and need one person—you.” A small smile begins to claim her lips, and I’ve never been more relieved. “Please, know, I don’t want her, baby. I don’t want anyone else. Just you.” I gently push her back on the bed. “You’re the one I love. You’re the one I see my future with.” My lips travel up her neck as my knees nudge her legs apart. “Do you believe me?” I whisper, and she nods her head. “Tell me, Kailey,” I beg.

“I love you, Trey,” she whispers back and hearing those three words escape her mouth, all my self-control flies out the window. Not caring about the house full of people or that someone could walk in on us at any time, there’s no way I’m leaving her body even for the minute to take care of the task of locking the door. I pull my shirt over my head and her hands splay across my chest.

Our lips meet and frantically delve into one another’s. Teeth knock, lips bitten. You would never guess we just had sex less than twenty-four hours ago with the way we strip not only each other’s but our own clothes off our bodies with pure lust that fills the four walls. I can’t get enough of her. “Fuck me, Trey,” she requests, and I need to be inside of her so damn bad.

I rip her soaked satin pink panties from her body and toss them to the floor while she leans forward and twists her arms behind her to unclasp her bra. Her breast spring out with pebbled nipples. My hands don’t let me think twice before they’re over the small mounds of flesh, rolling the pink nubs through my fingers. She slides her big toes into my boxers and pushes them down my legs. As I step out of them, I open the drawer and grab a condom. Wishing like hell she would do it with her mouth again, but not wanting to waste any time, I tear open the foil and roll it over my hard cock. “Hurry,” she breathes, and I don’t waste time getting between her soft silky legs, thrusting in immediately. Her moan confirms that’s exactly what she wanted.