She jerks upward. Her face falls. "Ivy, what's wrong?"
I glance toward the stage, looking for Dax, wanting him to save me, and wondering why I'm doing this.
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My dick strains against my zipper. I don't think I've ever been so hard watching any two girls go at it.
Not that Ivy let it get too far, but she still got farther than I thought she would.
Her eyes turn glassy. Her lip quivers. She gazes at Lilly as Lilly stares at her in confusion.
Jesus, Lilly plays her part perfectly.
Lilly reaches for Ivy and says, "Your?—"
I clap and shout, "Bravo!" as loud as possible to stop the scene.
The others in the room soon follow until I can't hear my own applause.
Bobby looks at me, accusing, "What the fuck are you doing? It's just getting good."
"Chill out. The night is young," I remind him, knowing I need to get Ivy off that stage. It was hot, but I can't take her tormented look anymore.
At least not in this public setting.
The room gets louder, and the lights turn on.
Ivy turns and stares with a tear dripping down her cheek.
Lilly beams on stage next to her.
The entire frat and sorority stand, clapping louder and whistling, but I can tell Ivy's petrified and confused.
It doesn't give me the satisfaction I thought it would.
Ivy searches the crowd and finally pins her gaze on mine.
I smile at her in approval, continuing to clap, which helps ease her anxiety.
Avery interrupts our stare off, stepping next to the girls and declaring, "That was brilliant, both of you. Pass or fail?" she yells out to the crowd. Almost everyone yells, "Pass."
A few of the bitchiest sisters shout, "Fail."
My gut sinks.
Ivy furrows her eyebrows and puts one arm over her chest, trying to cover herself.
Avery shrugs. "Time for a vote. Pass, raise your hand, sisters."
All of the sisters raise their hands except for two.
Avery adds, "Fail, raise your hands."
The bitches raise their hands.
Avery turns back toward Ivy and Lilly, beaming. "You've passed the first test. Congratulations, ladies."