Page 6 of Masked Darling

Sabrina rolled her eyes at him as she looked at the dark-haired girl before her. She was trying desperately not to look at her face and seemed to stare at the ceiling like it was about to cave in on them.

“Okay… just hurry. I am not drunk enough to deal with these guys tonight, especially some guy named Jesse.” She shuddered and looked back towards the crowd.

Kade dropped to his knees and swiftly wiped up Madison’s happy accident from the floor before taking in the sinful heels with a blood-red sole on them and kissing her ankle. Madison gasped in surprise and Sabrina looked at her strangely for a moment before Kade was on his feet again. He threw the towel into the sink and walked toward the hall where his bedroom was.

“Be back in a minute!” He tossed over his shoulder, rushing as quickly as he could between the crowd.

Madison still refused to meet Sabrina’s gaze even after what felt like an eternity, although it was probably five seconds. Sabrina was a nice girl, but she was a gossip nonetheless. Madison didn’t want to take any chances with her classmate finding out she wasn’t holed up in her room studying like she said she would be this morning, when she wanted to know if she’d be there tonight. Because the truth of her getting finger-banged while wearing a disguise instead of working on her journalism piece for finals would probably make her sink through the floor.

So, why not do the sane thing and run away?

Madison turned on her heels and marched quickly to the front door.

As she slipped away, she did not lose sight of the fact that she was doing the same thing to Kade as he had done to her the night before.

Sabrina was still looking off in the direction Madison went and thought it was odd that the top of the girl’s dress wasn’t zippered up all the way when Kade returned with half a bottle of Jameson and placed it on the counter. He looked around for Madison, but Sabrina’s voice pulled his attention back towards her.

“If you’re looking for your friend, she bolted the second you left,” Sabrina offered as she twisted the cap off her flask and poured the Jameson inside.

Kade groaned and slammed his fist on the counter, “God fucking damn it!”

Sabrina didn’t flinch from his outburst and took a sip from her flask as she took in his frustrated appearance.

“Weren’t you wearing black pants a minute ago?”

Kade wiped a hand over his face, then exhaled sharply as Madison’s scent was still fresh on his fingers from moments ago. “They got wet.”

It wasn’t a lie.

Did I just make this whole situation worse? Should I call her? Should I–

Jesse interrupted his thoughts for the second time that evening.

“Sabrina, where’d ya go? I’ve been lookin’ for ya all over!” Jesse cried as he almost knocked Sabrina over, trying to wrap an arm around her shoulder.

“Ugh, get a handle on yourself,” she mumbled as she straightened out her pink mask and matching pink velvet long-sleeved party dress before looking at Kade for help. He sighed and wrapped an arm around Jesse, transferring his weight onto him instead of Sabrina.

“Come on, let’s get you to bed,” Kade said as he started to drag him from Sabrina’s side.

With what could only be called a look of overwhelming gratitude, Sabrina bowed her head and mouthed, “Thank you,” before rushing back into the crowd of people and out of sight.

“Aw, man, come on! I was totes gonna score!” Jessie pleaded in the most pathetic voice Kade had heard in probably forever. He couldn’t help but laugh at him.

“I promise you, you were not.”

After Jessie was safely in bed, sound asleep and drooling on his pillow, Kade made his way to his room. Chris was out with the guests again, after having spent most of the night in his room with Alison. He could hear them trying to get everyone out of the apartment before it got too late which was appreciated. He sat down on his bed and rested his head in his hands.

Looks like another night without sleep, Kade surmised while thinking back on the night’s events. Or rather, the last two nights.

A soft knock had his head turning toward the door as it opened slightly, and Alison peeked her head through.

“How did your talk go? Madison didn’t stay as long as I hoped, but you did get to talk with her, right?” She asked but made no move to come into his room.

Kade looked at her with wide eyes. “Did you know about what happened?”

Alison rolled her eyes and placed a hand over her chest in mock offense, “I’m the best friend. Of course, I did. Besides, who do you think dressed her up for you?”

Kade actually blushed, feeling embarrassed about the event all over again. “It went good, I guess,” he offered, unsure what to say or how to explain their time together in the kitchen.

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