“I need a fucking drink.” Vanessa moans, pulling my attention from Chance. She’s linked her arms with Sienna, pulling her away from Blake. “We’re just going to grab a drink. You boys behave, have a good night,” Vanessa tells Blake as she hauls us away. She seems kind of stressed.
“Four tequila shots,” I tell the bartender. It seems like something we all need.
“Well, you most definitely made an impression in that dress,” Isla tells Sienna.
“Those tits will always make an impression.” I laugh, eyeing off Sienna’s impressive tits as the bartender places the four shots of tequila in front of us.
“Welcome to the madness,” Vanessa cheers as we all knock back our shots. This is what we needed to start the night off right. Forget about those rock stars and their groupies. Vanessa lets out a huge sigh. “Fuck men,” she says before ordering another round of shots.
“Are you okay?” Sienna asks her.
Banging her palm against her forehead isn’t a good sign that everything is okay. Vanessa sighs. “I found Nick in bed with his co-star the night of your welcome party. That’s why he was late.”
Oh shit.
“Fuck, V, are you okay?” I ask.
“I’m okay, but I’m not going to lie, it stung seeing that little bitch riding his cock. In all honesty, the boy was crap in bed. I could totally tell she was faking it.” This makes us all burst out laughing. “But I did something stupid after, though,” she whispers to all of us. We huddle together waiting for more.
Oh, this will be good, but I can’t hear her too well, it’s too loud, plus there are too many people hanging out around the bar for a good gossip session. “Okay, before you spill your guts, let’sgrab a seat because I have a feeling we’re going to need it,” I suggest.
We move into a booth not far from the boys, but close enough that we can keep an eye on them. The bucket in the middle of the table is filled with champagne bottles as soon as we sit down. Quickly, we pour ourselves a drink and raise our glasses in cheers.
“Okay, now tell us, confess all your sins.” I smirk.
Vanessa looks up at us, seriousness across her face. “Please make sure that what I’m about to tell you doesn’t leave here. Okay?” We all nod in agreement. What the hell is she going to tell us? “When I came back to the party, I ran into Christian. I may have burst into tears. I don’t know why, but there was a part of me that was upset over Nick’s betrayal. Christian was pissed and wanted to go over to his house and punch him for being a prick. I told him it was okay, that I didn’t care, and that Nick was lousy in bed, anyway.” She takes a sip of her champagne, easing her nerves. “I joked that I hadn’t had good sex in a long time and that I’d just have to rely on my vibrator. At least I know it will satisfy me.” Girl. What the hell. You’re gorgeous, and there would be a million men who would be happy to help with your needs or pay someone. At least then you know you will end happily. “Then, Christian kissed me. Like, thoroughly kissed me.” The table goes silent.
“No fucking way,” Isla squeals.
“Fuck, he knows how to kiss. I forgot how good he is,” she confesses. Her eyes now look over to where Christian is currently sitting, making out with two blondes.
“What do you mean, forgot?” Isla asks.
“Shit …” Vanessa swears, “… I never told you how I met Christian.”
Isla looks confused. “I thought you met him when they signed with Montgomery Records.”
Vanessa shakes her head. “No, that’s when I realized who he was. I had just spent the weekend in bed with him. I had just moved over from London and was invited to a Hollywood party. This fat, old man tried to attack me after creeping on me all night. He waited until I was on my way back from the bathroom. Christian saved me from him. One thing led to another, and we spent the weekend together. We both gave false names, and I crept out of my bed early Monday morning as I had to start my first day at Montgomery Records. Who knew Monty was going to call me into his office and introduce me to my first clients, Dirty Texas. Let’s just say, we were both shocked to see each other again.”
“Oh my god, it’s like a Lifetime movie,” I tease. This is the first I’m hearing of this.
“I told him we could only be friends because I worked with him. Eventually, he agreed, and that friendship turned into what we are today.”
“So, you fucked him again, didn’t you?” I ask. Vanessa nods sheepishly. We all scream before hushing our tones when the boys’ table looks over at us.
“Damn him and his fucking magical cock,” Vanessa curses. We all burst out laughing again.
“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I slept with Finn that night as well.” All our heads turn and look at Isla. No way little Ragnar has been screwing Ragnar’s bestie behind his back,girl,that is scandalous. I’m so proud. “And he has ruined me for all men. Well, actually, that’s a lie, he ruined me for all men years ago when he took my virginity.”
“Fuck, does Oscar know?” Vanessa asks.
Isla makes a strangled sound. “No way. He’d kill Finn if he found out, but seriously, I’m over my stupid crush on him. He’ll never choose me over my brother,” she says, banging her head on the table. It’s just a dick, you can easily find another, no needto get that dramatic over it. It’s not like they are made of gold or diamonds.
“Okay, well, if we’re all confessing our sins here, then I slept with Chance from Sons of Brooklyn.” The girls all look at me as if I’ve lost my mind.
“But isn’t Chance straight?” Vanessa asks as all our eyes turn to the boys’ table, where Chance has the redhead in his lap.
That’s what he wants the world to know, and maybe I shouldn’t be outing him like I just did. But I trust my girls, plus I’m confused by him and also intrigued and turned on and … yeah, I need therapy. That boy is a walking red flag. “Let’s just say that he knows what he’s doing and does it well.”
