Page 35 of Casper
CASPER
Music from the washroom upstairs drifted down to the main floor. I stood in the kitchen with Stray having a drink. Codie was upstairs getting ready, hence the music.
She was so excited for this triple date tonight. Eager for all of us to go out as couples. Were Luna and I a couple? We hadn’t made anything official. Not that I needed to do so. She was mine. Nothing was changing that.
Since I spent the night at her dorm room earlier in the week, we’d texted every day. Spending free time together on campus when we were able. I’d have been happy to spend every waking moment with her. Yet I wanted to give her space and time to miss me. To think about us.
While Stray poured us each a drink, I rolled up a joint on the kitchen island. Once Codie was ready, we would go pick Luna up before meeting Rebel and Storm at the club. I wasn’t much of a dance club kind of guy. Codie swore this place was awesome. As long as the girls had fun, that’s all that mattered.
“These women have us wrapped around their little fingers.” Stray tossed back a shot of whiskey, passing one to me. “I can’t believe I let Codie talk me into this. A dance club?”
I took the shot and signed, “Just wait until she gets you to actually dance. I’m definitely taking a video for the internet.”
His fist slammed into my shoulder, making me chuckle. I gave him a shove when he almost upset the weed. Rolling up the perfect joint, I lit the end and sucked in a deep drag. I wasn’t much of a dancer either. However, Stray was so opposed to dancing of any form that I had to give him a hard time about it.
“Fuck that. You might be bigger than me, but I’ll still kick your ass.” Stray swiped the joint from my fingers, sticking it between his lips.
I held up a hand in invitation, silently telling him to bring it on. The shot quickly warmed my insides. I didn’t want to drink too much before picking up Luna. We had the whole night ahead of us still.
It wasn’t long before Codie bounded down the stairs, loudly announcing that she was ready to leave. Her long hair was tied back in some kind of fancy braid. She wore a little black dress that immediately had Stray’s full attention. He caught her up in his arms, pulling her in for a kiss. Yeah, he would definitely end up dancing tonight.
“Are you guys ready to go?” Codie glanced between the two of us. Her gaze landed on the whiskey bottle on the island. “I hope you didn’t drink too much. If you get too drunk to dance, I’ll be pissed.”
She shook a threatening finger at Stray who grabbed it and sucked it into his mouth. Not interested in watching the two of them flirt and grope one another, I moved into the living room.
Auryn sat on the couch, cutting up lines of blow on the coffee table. He glanced up when I entered, his brown eyes gleaming with mischief. “Enjoy your big date night. Codie hasn’t stopped talking about it all week. Are Luna and Codie going to carry your balls in their purses too? I assume you’ve already handed yours over.”
I was severely tempted to blow his entire pile of coke all over the place. Since I’d never hear the end of it, I flicked him hard in the ear instead. When he glanced up with an irritated frown, I signed, “Sounds like someone is jealous. Maybe if you’re lucky, one day you’ll have a gorgeous woman to carry your balls around too.”
Auryn scoffed before using a rolled up twenty to snort a line of coke. “No fucking thank you. I’ll happily carry my own balls around if it means not being love’s bitch.”
He’d always been a player. Never getting close to any woman despite how many he took to bed. His toxic view of love was expected from someone whose father abandoned the family when Auryn was still a kid. His mother had brought home many lovers over the years, although none of them had stayed.
Codie swept into the room, announcing that the Uber had arrived. The three of us left Auryn to whatever he had planned for the evening. As far as I knew, he and Dom were going to shoot pool and drink beer with a possible new buyer. A motorcycle club near the border was sending someone to discuss weapons. We didn’t deal in anything crazy. No assault rifles. However, we had a steady supply of handguns, knives, and other miscellaneous items.
We got the Uber to swing by the dorm where Luna was already waiting outside. Her dress was a gradient of blue and green with little crescent moons all over. The skirt was short enough to put her gorgeous legs on display while keeping her sweet ass hidden from sight. The halter style top created a plunging neckline that drew my eyes right to her breasts. Because it was chilly tonight, she wore a long flowing cardigan that fell to her ankles. Her colorful hair long and loose. She was a vision. A storybook princess come to life.
“Better close your mouth, Casper,” Codie snickered. “You’re starting to drool.”
Luna slid into the back seat of the car next to me, greeting me with a bright smile. All I could think about was pulling her skirt up and filling her with my cock. I wondered if we would have the chance to sneak away at any point.
“Your dress is adorable,” Codie gushed. “I love the sparkly eyeshadow. It’s so perfectly you.”
Luna beamed. “Aww thanks. How did you manage that braid by yourself? It looks so intricate.”
The two of them chattered up a storm on the drive to the club. Stray and I had nothing to contribute, yet we were both content to listen. I was simply happy to be there. To be within Luna’s orbit. That’s all I wanted.
When we arrived at the nightclub, Codie stopped Stray on the way inside. “We’re here to have a good time. That’s all. No need to get your panties in a twist if some random guy hits on us. Okay?”
Luna placed a hand on my arm, peering up at me with doe-like eyes. “I’m with Codie on this one. No violence tonight. Please.”
Because I wanted her to have a nice, normal night, I immediately agreed. I nodded, leaning down to kiss the tip of her cute nose.
Stray made a face, his expression showing exactly what he thought of their request. “I can’t be held responsible for what happens when some jackass messes with my girl.”
“Stray.” Codie shot him a pointed look, a warning in her tone.
He held up both hands. “I’ll do my best, but I’m not making any promises.”
