After watching Theo have an absolute blast with the enormous alcohol collection- and I had to admit he'd made me an extremely tasty cocktail with bourbon, vanilla, lemon, apple juice, grape juice, probably something else, too- we made our way into the living room, Theo bringing the plate of cookies along and listening to Jack bug Stryker about how hot his sister was. Typical Jack, though Theo was nodding along in agreement with him. And I absolutelydidn'tfeel a spike of jealousy despite knowing that they were talking about Stryker'ssister.
I beat Jack at chess three times in a row, which was incredibly satisfying.
Theo got bored and forced me to engage in a push-up competition, which was still going on whenArmelle came in, holding a scrap of fabric of a dress, heels and with an impressive smokey eye.
“Hey, guys. S, I need some help.”
“What?” Stryker grumbled, glancing up from the chess board.
“I’m going to a party tonight.” She said brightly.
Stryker’s eyebrows shot up. “Have fun?” He offered hesitantly.
“I will, S.” She winked “I need an opinion. Which underwear?”
The four of us gaped at the twotinyundergarments, one red and one black.
“I think the red one’s see through, see?” She said, holding it out to Stryker, who propped himself up on his elbows and grimaced.
“Okay, so, you don’thaveto give that to me-andyou’ve given it to me.” He sighed as she shoved it into his hand“okay, forgive me if I don’t want to imagine my sister wearing either of these. Matthew, you choose.”
“What?I can’t do-“ I glanced at Armelle’s impatient face “the black ones.” I muttered reluctantly.
Her whole face lit up and to my great surprise- and Jack’s delight- she started strippingin the middle of the room.
Armelle.” Stryker hissed “do youmind?”
“I don’t, actually.” She mused.
Stryker groaned.
Jack’s eyes were immediately on his sister, along with Theo’s. I respectfully looked away.
“Oi.” He snapped “that’s my sister you lot are gawping at.”
“Your sister’s hot.” Jack smirked back.
“Maybe she needs help.” Theo added cheekily.
“She doesn’t-“ I heard Stryker seethe, keeping my gaze firmly elsewhere “if you don’t fucking look away, I’ll break your nose. Matt?”
“Hm?” I tensed.
“Help her out, will ya?” He groaned.
Fuck no.
“Hey.” Jack frowned “how come he gets to?”
“Matt’s not fucking sex driven.”
“I think she’s good.” I pointed out awkwardly, scratching my jaw “she can- yeah, you look awesome.”
Armelle flashed me a smile.
Theo leaned forward, lips brushing my ear “you’reso gay.”
I shoved his shoulder but didn’t deny it.
