“Things are different now, Lexie. Find somebody else.” Just as the words leave my mouth, in walks the Devil herself. My little bird.
Jessie walks beside of her heading straight for the stairs. They’re laughing and stumbling around, clearly drunk so neither of them notice me. When I bring my gaze back down to Lexie, she’s also watching the girls. Her arms cross over her chest, with her hip popped out.
“Is that why things aredifferent?”
Her tone tells me everything I need to know. She’s jealous.She was never more than a quick fuck to me, and I thought she knew that. Anger flashes through her deep blue eyes at the lack of my response. I don’t have time to entertain the petty bullshit, so I give her my back and continue up to my room. She shouts at my back, but I don’t give a fuck. She needs to let the thought of us go.
3
KELSEY
After I found Jessie, we talked and smoked with some of our friends from campus. I keep checking my phone for any more notifications fromhim. I haven’t received anything. I don’t know why I get a sliver of disappointment from that. I mean, I did ignore his last text. I look over at Jessie, and she’s resorted to her phone too. This bonfire chit-chat is boring. I type out a text and wait for her to respond.
Wanna go for a swim? I will need to borrow a bathing suit, though.
Jessie:
Hell yeah, and I got you, girl!
“Alright, guys. We’re gonna head out. Thanks for the smoke, Tristan.”
“No problem.”
I follow Jessie’s lead through the massive house. She takes us up an elegant curved staircase. I’m so captivated by her home, it’s absolutely gorgeous. Her parents must be pretty laid back, because I haven’t seen or heard of them the entirety of the night.
“My room is at the end of the hall, it’s the smallest room,” Jessie scoffs. “My brother got the biggest room up here, which makes no sense since he’s never even home.” She rolls her eyes and proceeds down the hall. We pass a door at the top of the staircase and then another door, which I’m assuming is her brother’s.
“Welcome to my shit show.” She announces as she shoves the door wide open. My eyes go wide, and my jaw drops open. This is both nothing and exactly what I’d imagine Jessie’s room to look like.
First of all, she has a king-size bed fit for a princess and a balcony! I walk in and close the door behind me.
“Here,” Jessie calls to me and dumps a whole drawer full of bathing suits out onto her bed. “You can try on whatever you want and pick.”
I see a black and gold ruched bandeau style bikini that my eyes immediately fall upon. I snag it up and proceed totry it on. It has the cinched bikini bottoms to accentuate my ass and the ruched bandeau top helps cover my tig-ol’-bitties and I won’t have to worry about them falling out. It fits perfectly, almost like it was made for my body.
I leave the bathroom and see Jessie has also changed. She’s wearing a red bikini with thong bottoms. She looks hot as fuck. “Damn Kelsey,” Jessie looks me up and down and circles around me. “I think that bikini was made for you!”
“I love it!” I say, grinning and posing in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.
“Well, it’s all yours. I have too many anyway, and that one basically has your name on it.” She winks.
“Wait, really?” I ask, excitedly, and turn to face her.
She picks up an overflowing armful of her suits, “Uh, yeah, really. Does it look like I need it?” We both bust out laughing, knowing damn well she could spare one bathing suit.
Jessie had to take a phone call, so I took the opportunity to step out on her balcony and gaze off at the pool. I spot Caleb and Hayden in the pool. I guess Hayden gave up on his bartending duties for the night. Hayden is ripped, and I can’t help but focus on his perfectly sculpted abs and biceps. Why do I feel guilty for looking at him? It’s not like him, and I are anything serious right now. Just texting.
Jess has the perfect view from her balcony. You can see the patio too; our friends left, and a group of new people moved into the spot.
I make my way downstairs. At the base of the staircase,Jessie nudges my elbow, “Go on to the pool, I’ll meet you there. I have to go meet up with Zack real quick.” I smile, nodding.
After giving myself a tour of her house, because I’m a nosey bitch. I decide to make us a drink for the pool. Every liquor you can imagine is lined up along the counters. I search for the Crown Royal bottle. Once I find it, I pour two fingers’ worth over the ice in the cups and top it off with Sprite. Holding a drink in each hand, I head towards the doors. Luckily, they’re already open, so I step over to the lawn chairs, careful not to spill any of the drinks.
“Are you lost?” A high-pitched voice asks right above my shoulder, making me jump and drink sloshes over the rim of the cups, splashing onto my bare chest and swimsuit. My skin breaks out in goosebumps from the ice-cold drinks.
“Huh?”
“I said, are you lost?” She gives a bitchy attitude, with her hip popped out as she eyes me like an outcast.
