Nina sits down next to Ben on the floor, who’s lying on his back in his very own little smoke cloud. The embers burn brightly as he sucks deeply.
“Are you sharing that?” Nina asks.
He rolls his head, blowing smoke at her. “I wasn’t planning to.”
She snatches the joint off him and makes a show of taking a big drag. Her head falls back as she blows it out. “Better than sex!”
Steph snorts. “You haven’t had a lot of good sex then?”
Nina removes a piece of weed from her tongue. “I’m currently in the process of training up my very own protégé, and then I will havethebest sex.”
“Or you can go for a roll in the hay with me!” Josh smiles over the rim of his beer.
Nina takes another hit, eyeing him. “Been there, done that, remember.”
“Yeah?” Steph shifts to face him. “Have you fucked all the girls here?”
Josh shrugs. His eyes land on me. “I haven’t fucked April yet, or Dallas.”
“So two out of four,” Steph replies, reaching for a beer.
“What is it for you? Two out of three?” Josh shoots back.
Steph glares at him. “Your point, Josh?”
He shrugs. “Our threesome with Matt was fun. We should do it again.”
“If April is up for it, we can make it a foursome,” Matt says, his chin on my shoulder.
I pull his blonde hair and laugh when he squeals like a little bitch. “You would like that very much, wouldn’t you?”
With his head bent at a weird angle, he nods eagerly. “So fucking much! Imagine the fun we could have.”
I release him, then lean down and take the joint off Nina. I place it between my lips, my eyes falling closed as I take a deep pull. “It would be fun,” I agree. No point in lying.
Amused, Steph shakes her head. “How did we all become friends? I don’t get it. Does horny attract horny?”
Dallas sniggers. “Pretty much.”
“Where is Emily tonight?” I ask, recalling her ex, Rick, bending over my hood.
“She’s with Hailey. They’re doing girly shit,” Ben replies, rubbing his hands over his face. No one here seems to know what’s going on between him, Emily, and Dallas. Ben took her to the lookout the other day but won’t tell us what happened, and then Steph invited her over one night, and we ended up playing truth or dare. A very naughty version. It was fun as hell!
“And the bet?” I ask.
“Would you shut the fuck up about the bet!” Ben growls, lifting his head off the floor.
Steph laughs, winking at me. “The bet is still on.”
I dig inside my jacket pocket and pull out a note. “I’m adding more money to the pot.”
“What’s your bet?”
“I bet they do it two weeks from now. What date does that bring us up to?”
Josh looks it up on his phone. He accepts my money and makes a note of the amount added.
Ben groans on the floor. “You’re all dicks! Massive huge fucking dickbags!”