Page 26 of Wasted Oil

Alex does have a point, but right now I'm not really interested in seeing the point. I fan myself with my hand trying hard to cool off. I fix my makeup adding a little more gloss to my lips.

"Mel, seriously though the look on his face when he saw you—” She fans herself with her hand while leaning against the opposite sink I’m at.

"Babes, you're definitely getting laid tonight.” I roll my eyes, shaking my head, as I finish applying my lip gloss.

"Al, that was not the look of lust. That look was anger, very easily confused with lust. And he has every right to be angry with me. I left him without a goodbye and then I show up out of the blue. Yeah, the "getting laid train" has left that station long ago."

A lump in my throat forms as I come to terms with the fact that the one person I considered the love of my life hates me.

Looking at myself in the mirror I take in the new person I’ve become since the move, she's become more confident and independent not to mention sexy.

"Mav, a little positivity please! Look at the bright side, he's single, you're single, and not to mention you're both adults now. Both mature and both ready to let go of the past.” I cross my arms over my chest raising an eyebrow as if saying seriously.

"Okay, okay. Maybe not over the past, but maybe some hot crazy hate sex will help that part. How about this, when we walk out of those doors we hit the bar, grab a shot or two and then with confidence walk over to him and lay a big one on him!”

She might be onto something, I mean I'm no saint I’ve done my fair share of one night stands. With him though is a different story the feelings are still there.

"Just this once, forget about the feelings and just have fun. After all, you are gonna leave again so why not leave after riding him all night long.”

With my arms still crossed over my chest I let my head fall back with a dramatic sigh.

"Fine, I will try and let those feelings stay in the past and just have fun with him.” Alex jumps in her place clapping her hands in victory, grabbing onto my arm and dragging us out of the bathroom back into the loud madness of Jansens.

"Took y’all long enough! What did you do Mel? Take a dump?” Johnny and his stupid comments get more dumb the more he drinks. I take a seat next to the pool table picking up the drink that has been replenished for me.

"Seriously Johnny? Can you not go without insulting or embarrassing someone for like I don't know, two seconds?”

Johnny brings Al in under his arm giving her a noogie to the head.

"Not a chance babe, that's part of my charm.”

Alex hits the side of his ribs making him drop his arm that was around her.

"Yeah… quite the charmer.” They continue to bicker as I nervously sip my drink, not knowing what to say to Rhett. Yeah, that confidence I have comes and goes. He is sitting close enough for me to pick up on the slight hint of his cologne but far enough gone that if I were to talk in a normal tone he wouldn't hear me. I push myself off the seat standing tall with my shoulders back ready to go talk to him, unfortunately like all the other times we miss that time slot.

“Guys I have the perfect idea! What do you think of a game of pool, but with a twist.” Alex is grinning ear to ear, and it's not the type of grin that makes you think oh this will be fun! Nope! She is wearing a Cheshire cat grin, one filled with mischief. This grin is the one that I know will end up with someone naked and dancing on a table or one of us in the drunk tank for sure. There's only one game that none of us turn down, in fact I think we are all too stubborn too. It's the one game that we have been playing ever since we found out how to play it.

“What’s the twist Bangs?” Rhett's voice is the voice that makes the ears tingle, thighs squeeze together and when he looks at you with that tantalizing look and the slight drawback of his lips you melt. Fuck i'm spent. Sign me up.

Alex skips over to me and flings her arm over my shoulder flipping her copper hair to one side.

“Glad you asked Bucky. You see, since you both suck at pool and us girls are the reigning champs we split into teams, each team will have one shot, you know the regular game but here's the twist for each shot that you miss the opposing team will then ask the question “Truth or Dare'' and to add. . .there's no limit.” Rhetts laughs under his breath from the side as Johnny laughs.

“Come on Al you really think we are scared of a little truth or dare?” Johnny challenges.

“I thought you might say that, which is why the rules of the game are as follows. If you back out of a dare, you will then have to do a mystery shot of whatever the other team picks. If you back out of a truth you have to shotgun a beer of the other teams choosing and it has to be Tallboys no short cans. Lastly, it has to be a dirty truth or dare none of that clean middle school or high school crap.”

Alex is one for dramatics and having fun which is the reason we complement each other so well.

"Fuck it, I’m in Goose.” I fling my arm around her shoulder looking directly at Rhett, seeing his eyes spark with challenge. We glare in unison at the guys, seeing the wheels turning in both of their heads. Like in court Rhett leans over to Johnny whispering something that brings a chuckle out of him.

"We’re in Bangs, but the loser has to slap my bulls ass and last thirty seconds in the pin with him.” My eyes grow wide. Is he insane? He wants to put the loser in with Axel! His 2,000 pound bull. I'm sorry what. Hell no.

"Unless you ladies are scared?” I look over to Alex.

"Please, that's easy. Let’s up the anti a little bit, whoever loses has to not only slap Rhett's bulls ass, but they have to do it in nothing but their boots.” She smirks right at them, the challenging fire in her eyes. Son of bitch can my best friend take a hint and just shut that shit down. Wait a minute.

Don't be a pussy. Don't be a pussy. Alright fuck it.

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