Avoiding Commitment (Avoiding #1)(55)
"She's going to hear us Jack," Bekah squealing smacking his hand.
"I don't care if she hears."
Lexi blanched at his words. He couldn't honestly be saying those kinds of things after last night. This just made her want to tell Bekah everything. Not just about their past either. She wanted to tell her about coming home early to see her, the pillow fight, staying up all night with her, and almost kissing her. Her hands were shaking at her side.
"Jack," Bekah mumbled.
"Okay okay. You're right. She shouldn't have to hear this. I hope she didn't," he said wistfully.
"Well now I wouldn't go that far."
"I would. Come on. Let's get out of here."
Lexi quickly darted out of the hallway and back into the living room. She wasn't sure what to think of Jack's comments. Of course, she was pissed, because she wasn't certain which part he had meant. He had sounded more like himself when he had claimed that he didn't want her to hear, but she reminded herself that she was biased. Just another thing she would have to figure out before she went back to New York.
When Bekah came out into the living room, Lexi couldn't help but let her mouth drop open at her ridiculously skimpy outfit. She had on a jean mini skirt that skirted the tops of her alabaster thighs, and a form fitting baby pink tube top. Four inch brown high heels made her already long legs look even better. Lexi felt plain next to her.
"Oh you can't wear that," Bekah said reviewing Lexi's outfit.
"I seem to be hearing that a lot lately," she said giving Jack and icy glare.
"Oh well, Ramsey's parties are a little different than you'd probably expect," Bekah said choosing each word carefully.
"Fine whatever. Let's just get this over with. What should I wear?" Lexi asked easily giving in.
Twenty minutes later, the three found themselves climbing the stairs to Ramsey's townhouse in what Lexi recognized to be the ritzy side of Buckhead. The clothing look that Bekah had insisted on was a cross between trampish, smutty, and just a smidge of whore. It had been worth the effort when she had walked back out of the guest bedroom and had Jack open-mouthed gaping at her. His eyes traveled from the white pleated skirt that accentuated her bronzed skin. Then he slowly undressed her with his eyes as he traveled upwards to her cle**age bulging out of her blood red V-neck tank top. Her make-up was smoky and seductive. And though Lexi knew that she looked good without all the added effort, the way that Jack's eyes turned crystal clear with desire at her approach certainly made up for the extra time it took.
Entering the townhouse was close to slipping into a new world. The bottom floor was swarming with people vying to occupy as much space as possible. Blaring music emanated from surround sound speakers placed all over the house, and bodies were grinding to the beat. Lights were dimmed low and flashing strobe lights projected chaotically across the space. The people were crowded in so close together that Lexi couldn't even see past the living room. She wasn't sure if there was anything past the living room by the looks of the place. She couldn't help but openly ogle the scene in front of her. She felt like she had just entered a nightclub, not a house party.
Bekah took her reaction as a good thing, and smiled brightly at her. "I told you it was going to be a little different than expected," she trilled over the music.
Lexi nodded, her earlier anticipation about coming here dissolving. To be honest, she felt very much at home in this environment. She and Chyna went to these types of events every weekend. She just didn't know that parties this crazy actually occurred in Atlanta. Let alone by someone like Ramsey. She figured she had a lot to learn about this Ramsey character. Openly smiling, Lexi felt her hips sway unintentionally to the music. "This will be fun," Lexi said back to Bekah who appeared slightly hesitant at her enthusiasm. Bekah hadn't missed the looks that Jack had given Lexi.
"Yeah it will," Bekah said reaching up on the tips of her toes and kissing Jack on the cheek. He smiled down on her lovingly. Lexi tried to avert her eyes before either of them could see the horror on her face, but she hadn't done it in time. Jack glanced at her almost involuntarily and saw the haunted look cross her face. He looked like he wanted to say something, but he couldn't in front of Bekah. Bekah saved him from commenting. "Let's go find my brother."
Getting through the crowded living room was more difficult than anticipated. Several couples were already interlocked for the evening and disentangling them to create a footpath proved to be rather tricky. As Lexi trekked across the room, one of the only things she noticed as she tried to push through a path was that there were significantly more girls than guys. Lexi elbowed a girl in the side to get her to move into the mass just an inch further. She squeezed her tiny body against the girl inadvertently getting suggestive hip movements pressed against her as she passed. Finally, wedging between two menacing guys, Lexi reached the other side which was surprisingly empty compared to the living room. She trotted into the kitchen and breathed a sigh of relief to be out of that crowd. Jack and Bekah appeared right behind her.
"Ugh...Ramsey's really out done himself this time," Bekah said brushing her fingers through her already perfect hair.
"Yeah I'd say so," Ramsey agreed appearing in the kitchen from around the corner. He looked just as good as her memory afforded her. When she had first seen him, she had only gotten a critical look at his back side. And while that was impressive, his whole body was even better for the eyes. It helped that he wasn't in a suit. That way she was able to really see the definition in his chest and arms. He was dressed simple in dark jeans and a black Ralph Lauren t-shirt with a tiny yellow horse logo in the corner. Apparently, the dress code for these things didn't apply to the host.