Slow Play (The Rules #3)(10)

She appears to have no intention of stopping. In fact, she’s nestled her body even more firmly against mine, her hands still looped around my neck. She smiles up at me though I swear her eyes are going to roll in the back of her head at any given moment. She’s drunk as hell.

The very last type of person I should be hanging out with. Not to mention the fact that her tits smashed against my chest and the way she’s trying to dry hump my limp cock is doing absolutely nothing for me.

“Take me to the bathroom, Tris,” she murmurs, her lips coming perilously close to mine. They’re slicked with a dark red lipstick that looks downright scary, not sexy. Halloween happened a few nights ago. This girl needs to get out of costume. “Let me give you a blowjob.”

Well. Nothing like a blunt offer to make my night far more interesting, though I’m not taking her up on it. “I don’t think so,” I start, resting my hands on her hips to push her away.

Her grip tightens in my hair, tugging on it so hard it hurts. “Come on. You liked it the last time I sucked your dick.” She licks her lips, the dark lipstick glistening in the dim light of the bar. I can’t even remember the last time she sucked my dick. Hell, she could be lying for all I know. “You know you love it when I deep throat you.”

She probably thinks what she’s saying is turning me on. She would be wrong. “Not tonight,” I say firmly, grasping her by the hips and setting her away from me. Her hands fall from my neck, the disappointment on her face crystal clear. She looks crushed. “Though I always appreciate the offer,” I say to soften the blow.

Layla glares. “You’re missing out on a good thing.”

“It’s the chance I’ll have to take,” I tell her as I scan the room, looking for Alexandria. I don’t see her anywhere. Definitely not where I last left her. Damn it, I knew it was a mistake, leaving her alone. Some other * is probably picking up on her.

“You’re not even looking at me.” She grabs a handful of my shirt and tugs, making me glare at her. “You’re an *.”

“You’re only just now figuring this out?” I lift a brow.

She shoves at my chest with surprising force, sending me a few steps backward. “I hope your dick falls off,” she mutters before she stalks away.

I hear feminine laughter from behind me and I wince, fully prepared to find Alexandria standing there when I turn but it’s not her.

It’s freaking Kelli.

“Bravo,” she says with a slow clap. “You’re messing up left and right tonight and I only just got here.”

I ignore her comment. “Where’s Alexandria?”

Kelli crosses her arms in front of her chest. “Why do you call her Alexandria? She goes by Alex.”

“That’s a man’s name.” I grimace. “And she is the farthest thing from a man.”

Kelli laughs. “Well, she’s also pissed at you for tricking her.”

“I didn’t trick her.”

“I told her you asked me to wait fifteen minutes after she showed up.”

Fucking. Great. “Why’d you go and do that?” Nothing is going right tonight. “I thought we were friends.”

“I got here a little early and it’s so cold outside, I didn’t want to wait so I came in. Figured you two wouldn’t see me considering how packed it is in here.” She shrugs. “I found Alex right away, all by herself. Then I saw you with some hot chick slobbering all over your face. Needless to say, I figured your potential game with Alex was ruined.”

“Shit,” I mutter, running a hand through my hair. “Where is she?”

“Talking with some guy.” She nods in the direction of where I can only assume Alexandria is standing. I whip my head to the right, spotting her immediately. Damn, she’s beautiful. She’s talking animatedly with some short dude, and when she tips her head back and laughs, I feel a pang in my chest.

Somewhere in the vicinity of my ice cold heart.

Fuck. I’d love to hear that laugh, see that smile that’s curving her lips aimed right at me.

“Don’t even think about it,” Kelli murmurs, reaching out to grab my arm and stop me from leaving. “She’s mad. You let that girl maul you.”

“I had no choice. That chick attacked me,” I tell her, yanking my arm out of her grip. “I need to go apologize.”

“You? Apologize?” Kelli shakes her head. “You don’t do that.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” I mutter as I walk away from her, headed straight toward where Alexandria is chatting up that dude. He’s barely taller than her, with close-cropped dark hair and dark eyes, a big ass smile on his face that I can’t blame him for because hell yeah. He’s talking to the hottest girl in the entire bar. Of course, he’s grinning from ear to ear. I’d be doing the same damn thing.

“Hey,” I say as I stop by Alexandria’s side. She sends me a withering glance before returning her attention to the short dude, like I’m some sort of irritating bug buzzing in her ear. “You left me.”

Short dude watches me with curiosity but otherwise doesn’t say a word.

“You’re the one who was making out with another girl.” She smiles but it’s forced. No teeth showing either, just a minor lift of her lips. “Where’s my drink?”