Page 37 of Only Ever Yours
“God knows.”
“I’m so glad someone else said that.”
“Do we even know who won?”
Finn gestured to the money in the centre of the table. “What are we going to do with this?”
“Might as well save it for tomorrow,” suggested Barney. “Liam, do you want to look after it as best man?”
Liam grinned. “You really want to trust me with all the cash?”
“Yeah, maybe not, unless we only want to get stoned.” Barney pulled all the cash towards him. “I think I’ll take it instead.”
After we decided to put a stop to the card games, we sat there drinking and chatting again, this time about anything except personal stuff and relationships. As I thought the evening was starting to tail off, it took an unexpected turn.
Hollis appeared in the kitchen, wearing a pair of cut-off Daisy Dukes and a cropped T-shirt, showing off her toned stomach. My attention immediately switched from the cards to fix onto her.
“Oh, sorry,” she said. “I need a drink.”
“I thought you were going out with Ella.” Finn frowned.
“Nope. We’re saving ourselves for tomorrow night.” Her gaze roamed across the four of us sitting around the table. “Ugh, you’re not playing strip poker, are you?”
“Ha, in your dreams.” I’d probably had a little too much to drink, and the words slipped out before I could catch them. I glanced over at Finn who seemed to have missed it.
Hollis flipped me the middle finger and went over tothe cupboard, reaching up to one of the higher shelves. The T-shirt pulled up, revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra and giving me a glimpse of the gentle curve of her bare breasts.
Swallowing, I tried not to stare.Talk about giving me material for my spank bank. Be still, my beating cock.Her show seemingly went unnoticed by the others around the table, and I wondered whether she knew what she was doing. When Hollis spun back around, a glass in her hand, her gaze flitted in my direction. I watched her fill the glass with water from the tap and then take a long drink, her chin tilting up as she quenched her thirst. Everyone else in the room disappeared, my focus solely on Hollis. I shifted in my seat, carefully adjusting myself, not wanting to reveal the effect she had on me.
Fuck. I have to get a grip.
Although, I’d much rather Hollis got a grip…
Reaching for my glass, I downed the tequila in it in one go, feeling the burn. I needed something to temper my growing desire.
“Who’s winning?” Hollis placed her empty glass on the draining board, her eyes moving from her brother, to Barney, then Liam, and finally resting on me.
“No fucking clue,” said Barney. “Liam said he’s got some shit-hot tequila for later, so I’d say he is.”
Hollis hopped up onto the kitchen counter and crossed her legs, twisting her long, caramel blonde hair into a ponytail and fixing it with a band she plucked from her wrist. “Maybe I’ll hang around then.”
Finn glared at her. “You’re really crashing a pre-stag party?”
She lifted a shoulder. “I know I said I was saving myself for tomorrow, but if Liam has tequila…”
“You are not drinking tequila with us.” Finn shook his head at his sister.
Liam pushed his chair back and went to the fridge. “Why not?” He reached inside and pulled out a six-pack, then cracked open a can and passed one to Hollis before opening one himself.
“Thanks, Liam.” Hollis took a swig of beer. “So, what are we going to do now?”
“Nothing because it’s meant to be a boys’ night.” Finn threw his arms up.
“Come on, Finn. It’s not fair that we’re having fun and Hollis isn’t. It’s been ages since we’ve all hung out.” Thankfully, Barney was championing her case. “I don’t mind. What about you guys?” He glanced between me and Liam.
“Fine with me.”
“I don’t have an issue with it.”
