Page 57 of Boys Like You

We don’t stop in the kitchen though. It leads us out to another room and then a huge sliding door to the back yard that leads to the beach. There is a large bar area under the patio. A couple of cute girls that look to be a few years older than us in skimpy clothes stand behind serving drinks. I see the look in their eyes as Rocky and Mac walk closer, neither notice me being dragged behind. I think Rocky forgets I have short legs compared to him.

He pulls me close to his side when we reach the bar. “What would you like?” the brunette server purrs. Mac is already flirting with the other one, leaning over the bar, playing with her hair. She is eating out of his hands, giggling at everything he says.

“What would you like?” he asks me. I shrug, I don’t even remember if I’m a drinker. “Something sweet.”

“Something sweet, and I will have a rum and coke.” She flips her hair and gets to work. She bends to get something from the bottom shelf, making sure to really push her ass out. Rocky must notice because his large hands run up the back of my leg and under the hem of my dress. I have to cross my legs as the heat pools between them.

“Sex on the beach for the girl and a rum and coke for the man.” I don’t miss the dismissive tone in her voice.

“Hmm, sex on the beach sounds like a good idea.”

Rocky smiles. “Did you hear that? It looks like I’m getting an early birthday present.” He winks at the server. We grab our drinks and walk towards a bunch of guys standing around chatting.

“I like it when you’re jealous,” he whispers in my ear as we get closer to the groups.

“Rocky, you’re here!” a girl shrieks. Before I know what’s happening, he pulls me in front of his body as a shield, wrapping an arm over my shoulder.

“Oh, hi,” she says, stopping abruptly before she reaches us, clearly already intoxicated.

“Jada, this is JD.” She looks me up and down.

“Nice to meet you.” I may as well be civil; he does have his body pressed to mine, and she doesn’t seem happy about it.

“You never told me you had a girlfriend,” she slurs.

“I don’t have a girlfriend; JD is a good friend.” Jada seems happy with that information.

Three guys and two girls come over to us since we’re just standing here.

“Happy birthday,” the shorter of the two girls says.

“Hi, I’m Sherie, this is Alana, Donny, Aaron and Simon, we all belong to the same athletics club.”

“Is he any good?” I tease.

“I can’t even lie; he is bloody good at everything. Gives us all a run for our money,” she says.

“I can’t wait to see him in action.” These friends seem nice, unlike Jada, who is still giving me the stink eye.

“We start competing later in the year but we still train together a lot.”

We talk for a while before Mercer walks towards us. We’ve taken seats in the yard; the guys set up a semi-circle so we could all talk. Rocky insisted I sit on his lap. Mercer has a certain swagger, dressed in his tight jeans, white jumper that is also tight, a white cap with a gold logo, the brim straight. He always wears a large gold watch on his left wrist, his white Adidas shoes not a mark on them. I don’t know how he keeps his outfits so clean. I can picture Carson having a coronary trying to wash his clothes. I chuckle and Rocky leans in closer to me.

“What’s so funny?” I point to Mercer; Rocky still doesn’t catch on.

“I just pictured Carson having to wash his white clothes.” Mercer is close enough that Rocky’s friends all say hello. He hands me a drink; it looks to be the same as the one I just had. The slight burn as it goes down is welcomed. Rocky rubbing the side of my leg with his thumb as he talks to his friend makes me hot and bothered, especially with Mercer standing so close.

Next to find us is Rory, he has a more laid back style, black jeans, black boots, a plain white shirt and his leather jacket. I spot Rory heading our way with a drink in his hand. He offers it to me, and I tip it back in one go. I’m starting to feel the effects of the alcohol now, and so is my bladder, it would seem.

“I need to pee,” I whisper to Rocky.

He lets me go, then addresses the group. “Be right back, gotta take a leak.” He intertwines our fingers and leads me to the bathroom, which I’m thankful for because I’m slightly unsteady on my feet.

A bunch of girls are leaving the toilet when we make it upstairs.

“Pee, I will be right here waiting.” I close the door and do my business, checking myself in the mirror before opening the door. A platinum blonde, with too much cleavage hangs off Rocky. She stumbles a bit in her hooker heels, and he grabs her to steady her. She giggles as he tells her to go find water before turning back to me.

“Finished.” I bite my lip and grab him by the shirt, pulling him into the bathroom.

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