The back sunroom has tall, floor-to-ceiling windows that look out onto the backyard, and right now the guys have turned off all the lights and put on blacklights, instead.
The blacklights illuminate the room in a glowy purple hue, and every bit of white that anyone’s wearing glows bright like neon.
I look around the people in the sunroom, scanning the crowd. Finally, I find who I’m looking for.
Noah is sitting on a lounge chair, shirtless, and flanked by two gorgeous women, one with long, dark braids and the other with messy blonde short hair. One of them has decided to take off her shirt, too, and her tits are mashed up against his arm as she leans over, drawing on his chest with a highlighter. Her drawings glow neon yellow-green in the light.
The other girl sits on the opposite arm of Noah’s chair, taking a pull from a vape that makes the whole room smell like a cloud of vanilla.
There aretwoother girls sitting on a couch across from them, both of them watching Noah like they’re waiting for their turn to surround him.
Well, aren’t you popular at parties, Noah.
Exactly why I need to use you for social dynamite.
“Niko! Myman. You having a good time?” Noah greets me, his eyes half-lidded as the topless girl draws an impressive bird on his chest with the highlighter.
“Peachy,” I tell him. “You’re enjoying the party, I assume?”
“He’ll be enjoying it a lot more once he goes upstairs with us,” the girl who’s drawing tells me, without looking up from her work.
“Hit this vape with me,” the other girl says near Noah’s ear.
“No thanks, that’s all yours,” he politely tells her, putting his arm around her and stroking the small of her back.
“You want me to color in your tattoos after I’m done with Noah?” the topless girl asks me, finally looking up. “They’d look fucking sick in theblacklight.”
“Not tonight.”
“You chilling, Niko? What’s up?” Noah asks.
“Got a question for you.”
“I’m your man.”
I cock my head to the side. “Is Oliver single?”
A devious smile spreads over Noah’s lips. “Oliver Ashford is the definition of single. That man hasn’t settled down since he got here. Fucks who he wants, when he wants. Why do you ask?”
“No reason,” I say.
Stoking a fire.
Pouring fuel on a gossip inferno that will spread like wildfire as quickly as I say it.
“Ollie’s a good man,” Noah says.
“He’s hot as fuck, too,” one of the girls says, and the other agrees. “Not as hot as you, though, Noah.”
For Christ’s sake.
These women see an Onyx guy and they salivate, don’t they?
I give Noah a nod. “Thanks for letting me know. Have fun.”
Highlighter Girl has now moved upward to draw on the side of Noah’s face, and her nipple is right in front of his mouth. He leans forward to give it a little kiss, then grins at me.
“You fucking know I will. You have fun too, Niko.”
