Taking Shots (Assassins, #1)(51)

“Like my beautiful wife, who has had a little too much, said,” everyone laughed while Mary Ann pouted, “Thanks for coming out. We hope you guys have enjoyed the food, and the dancing to come. Go Assassins!”

The hall filled with everyone repeating ‘Go Assassins’. Even Shea and Jakob did it, leaving Harper and Elli out, not that they minded. They were too busy eating Jakob’s piece of cake. The music started as Mary Ann and Alex made it off the stage. Some people got up to dance, while others went to the bar as the waiters came around picking up plates.

Shea leaned closer to Elli as she licked the spoon she had, making sure she didn’t leave any of the most amazing cake she had ever eaten on it. She was gonna have to ask for the recipe, it was fantastic. “Hey,” he whispered in her ear, knocking her out of her chocolate haze.

“Hey,” she said, leaning her head over a little so he had full range of her neck.

“Do you like to dance?”

“I love to dance,” she answered with a giggle as he sucked on her earlobe. “Do you?”

“Yeah, I like to get down with a pretty girl every once in a while,” Elli smiled as he looked into her eyes. He had a crooked smile on his face with his glasses a little crooked too since he had his face all in her neck, “Wanna dance with me?”

“Hey El, wanna get a drink with me?” Both Elli and Shea looked over at Harper, who was standing up; with one look Elli knew she was mad.

“Uh, yeah” Elli said, she looked at Shea with a shrug and then lean over kissing his cheek. “Sorry,” she said as she stood up and followed Harper to the bar. Harper was fuming; Elli was trying to figure out what happened since they were joking about chocolate not even five minutes ago. Crap, things were going so good! Harper ordered a Jack and Coke, while Elli settled for a beer. They both leaned on the bar, looking out at the crowd that was dancing while Jakob, Shea, and Alex stood with two wingers and the backup goalie at their table. Elli looked over at Harper; she had drunk half her drink.

“So, what’s wrong?”

“I wanna leave.”

“Why? Aren’t you having a nice time? I am,” Elli said turning towards Harper. She looked like she might cry but since Elli hadn’t seen Harper cry since they were nine, she highly doubted that would happen.

“He just doesn’t get it.”

“Who? What? Jakob?”

“Yeah, he told Mary Ann I’m his girlfriend.” Elli just looked at Harper confused, was she missing something?

“Okay?”

“Its sex, Elli. That’s all. Just regular sex when I want it. Nothing more. I’m not his girlfriend.”

“Okay,” Elli said with a nod before taking Harper’s hand in hers, “Harper, y’all are so good together, are you sure it can’t be more?”

Harper just shook her head, “No, I don’t want a boyfriend. I like it the way it is. He stays at my house and we do it all the time.”

“And you’ve told him this?”

“Yeah, but he can’t get it through his head. He says he can change my mind on that, but I’m serious, he can’t. I don’t want that.”

“I know,” Elli said with a nod. She knew it was too good to be true. Harper would never change. It wasn’t who she was, she was crazy, fun loving, different man screwing, Harper Allen. Not a one man type gal. Elli felt so bad for Jakob, he just didn’t get it.

Elli looked over to her right and saw two girls staring at Harper and her. Elli looked back over at Harper, who was shaking her head, as she took sips of her drink, and then she looked back at the girls. They were beautiful girls. One had brown eyes while the other had green, and both were blondes, with extremely huge boobs and no waist at all. They started making their way towards Elli, and she looked back over at Harper, who saw them coming.

“Oh, come on,” she complained as the girls plastered big, fake grins on their faces.

“Hi! I’m Ellen Rochester. I’m married to Bryan Rochester, number 62,” The one with brown eyes said, holding her hand out to shake Elli’s and Harper’s. They took her hand, shaking it as green eyes went into her spill.

“And I’m Roxy Adams. I’m engaged to number 31, Matthew Parra,” she said also shaking their hands. “Who are you girls with?” Roxy continued.

“Oh, I’m Eleanor Fisher. I go by Elli, though. I’m here with Shea Adler.”

Both girls just looked at her before raising their eye brows, “Shea Adler? The captain?”

“Yeah,” Elli said slowly with a nod.

“We thought she was with him,” Ellen said as she pointed her skinny little finger at Harper.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Harper said, looking up at Ellen. Ellen had about a foot on Harper, but Elli didn’t think she cared. “No, actually I’m here with Jakob Titov.”

That made the girls giggle, “No, wait, you’re kidding, right? We had this all wrong, didn’t we Rox, we thought it was the other way around.”

“Yeah, Shea usually doesn’t date girls of your-” Roxy looked Elli up and down, “Stature?”

Oh hell, this was about to go bad. Elli knew it when she heard Harper’s loud intake of breath.

“Are you f*cking kidding me right now?” Harper asked, stepping towards Roxy.