Finding Us (Finding #2) (5 page)

I about lost my patience with her later that night in the hot tub. I was sitting on Parker’s lap while Sarah and the band boys argued all around us about the merits of the music of the 90’s. While they were talking, Parker’s hands wandered all over my body distracting me from their discussion of grunge music. His romancing hands weren’t scandalous or inappropriate, but I caught Alexis glaring at us as if we were doing the deed right there in front of her. Becca noticed as well because she caught my eyes and silently signaled towards Alexis with her gaze. I just shrugged like it didn’t matter, but it honestly made me uncomfortable.

In an effort to escape her glower, I tried to shift off of Parker’s lap, but he tightened his grip on me. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Uhh…your weird ex-whatever keeps glaring at me like she wants to kill me in my sleep.
“Nowhere. I’m just hot,” I lied.

“You ready to go inside?” He asked suggestively and squeezed my thigh gently to hint at what was to come when we went inside.

“Yeah. If you are.” That was enough to get him moving. We told everyone goodnight before he threw me over his shoulder caveman style and walked into the house without even drying off first.

Parker

I grabbed Maggie in an effort to disappear from having my current girlfriend and the girl that took my virginity creating awkward soup in the hot tub. I don’t know what Alexis was doing there, but it was definitely not my idea of fun. In fact I didn’t find anything about having Alexis near Maggie amusing, especially when she had already tried to get her hands on me before dinner. I spent the rest of the night using Maggie as my shield, which was an ideal excuse to have her ass parked on my lap all night.

When I had Maggie back in our room, I marched right into the shower and turned it on with us already under the faucet. Maggie squealed and squirmed wildly on my shoulder, but I didn’t mind having her ass wiggle on my shoulder until she about slipped from my arms.

“Behave. It’ll be warm in a second,” I told her with a smack on her rear.

“Or you could just put me down,” She suggested.

I dragged Maggie down my chest so every part of her body was touching mine. I released the little ties that help her bikini on her body and let the fabric fall to the floor of the shower. She just watched me in fascination. My girl wasn’t afraid anymore. She knew this was all about her.

Just as I was leaning in to run my lips down her neck, she stuck her thumbs in my bathing suit and dropped to the floor along with it. She had me in her mouth before I could even respond.
So much for taking a shower
. I moaned and that only encouraged her to take me deeper. Just before I was about to blow, I leaned down and lifted her from the floor. “Not in here, not like this. I want to be inside you, babe.”

“We can do that too, you know,” she smiled flirtatiously.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her naked body tightly against mine. “I want to do that now.”

“Well, if you insist.” She smiled and kissed me. I knew Maggie loved when I took care of her first even though she would never admit it. She always put my needs in front of hers, so I took advantage when I had the chance to do the same. The bedroom was the one place I could always put her first, and I planned to do just that over and over tonight and for the rest of our lives.

Needless to say we woke up late the next morning. Maggie didn’t feel like going for a run, and I didn’t argue. I wasn’t up for it either. Our bodies were sated and exhausted considering we only slept a couple of hours after I showed her just how much I loved her body. She enjoyed every second of it.

We could hear our friends in the kitchen making breakfast and then heading out to the beach, but Maggie and I just stayed in bed in silence with our limbs wrapped around each other. We were both awake, but we were enjoying our moment of solitude.

I wondered if Maggie was avoiding the awkward situation that was brought on by Alexis being there. I sure as hell was. I needed to ask Grady what the fuck he was thinking bringing her here. She was his friend, but she was never just a friend for me. She was a fuck buddy with hopes of being more no matter how many times I made it clear that it was just sex. She always acted like that was fine and gave me a hard time later, but a relationship with Alexis was never going to happen, not then and certainly not now.

Even now she couldn’t handle being a normal friend with me. I hadn’t screwed her in months, but here she was. The way she watched me freaked me out. I ignored it for Maggie’s sake, but it didn’t mean I didn’t notice her gawking. I wasn’t sure how she could miss it, but the whole time I kept hoping Maggie wouldn’t become aware of Alexis’s eye flirting. Unfortunately she was pretty freaking obvious. Subtlety wasn’t one of Alexis’s strengths.

Maggie spoke first bringing me back to the present. “You want to go hang out with everyone or lay here all day? I know what I’d pick.”
              I pulled her close and spoke against her forehead. “Are you asking what I want to do or what I think we should do?”

“Neither really. I was just hoping you would say that it was a great idea to stay in bed all day.”

“I think it
is
a great idea to stay in bed all day. Unfortunately, I give us about another ten minutes before Sarah or Max come pounding on the door.”

It wasn’t even a full minute after he spoke the words before a gentle knock came at the door. Maggie groaned then pulled up the covers and turned so whoever was at the door wouldn’t see anything but her head.

“Yeah?” I yelled at the closed door once she was completely covered.

Becca poked her head in the door. “You guys coming out? It’s almost lunchtime.”

“Yeah,” I sighed, “We’re about to get up. How did you get picked to be the one to come get us?”

She smiled. “They knew you wouldn’t yell or throw anything at me.”

“Sneaky bastards,” Maggie grumbled making us all laugh.

I looked back at Becca. “We’ll be out in a minute. Tell Max to get the volleyball net up. Maggie and I want a rematch. Let’s see how well he can do when Maggie plays sober.”

She smiled. “Oh, don’t talk trash. Volleyball is the only sport I can play. I may be small, but my ball hitting is supreme.”

“Becca, there are about a million dirty jokes I can say about your supreme ball hitting. If you don’t want Maggie to die of embarrassment, I suggest you close that door and go on your way.”

“Hurry up!” She laughed as she closed the door.

I rolled on my side to look at Maggie. “All right babe, time to get up.”

She frowned grumpily. “You just had to talk shit didn’t you? I can’t play volleyball. I play soccer, swim, and run because my hand-eye coordination sucks.”

I kissed her pouty bottom lip. “You’ll be fine. It was me that was too drunk to play. We can take on the computer geek and his tiny girlfriend.”

She groaned again and rolled out of bed. “Ok, but don’t make any bets please. I don’t want to do something humiliating after I warned you.”

It turns out that Maggie really sucks at volleyball. I would have thought she was good at everything because she was so athletic, but she just could not get the ball over the net or up in the air really. It was pretty comical to watch right up until she gave up and dropped onto one of the loungers completely defeated. Billy and Sarah took our place and were able to beat Max and Becca, which made Maggie feel worse.

After an intense afternoon of volleyball, the girls were ready to let loose. We all decided to go out that night, which meant that the girls took over our room to get ready like they did at home. After I showered and was exiled to the rest of the house, Max and I played darts and pool. Grady and Billy joined us and surprisingly Alexis went in with the girls. She wasn’t much for the girly shit that they tend to do, but I was glad she was away from me for a little while.

While Billy and Max were taking their turns, I turned to Grady and spoke quietly to him, “What were you thinking bringing Alexis here? Are you trying to kill me?”

“Yeah. That was precisely what I was trying to do,” he laughed. “No, man. I was thinking Nick was going to be out of town as well. I didn’t want to leave her alone. She’s been having a hard time lately, and I didn’t want her to get into any trouble because everyone was gone.”

I nodded in understanding. I knew what that meant. He was watching her to make sure she didn’t use again. Alexis was a recovering addict. She has been clean since I knew her, but I met her right after she came out of rehab a little over five years ago.

“Has she used?” I asked.

Grady shook his head and his jet black Mohawk moved as if it were a single unit. “Nah. She had a couple of bad nights when she wanted to take something, but she called her sponsor. She’s just seemed off lately. Quiet almost.”

              “You worried?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. A little. Billy is though. He was the one who found her last time.”

“You’re up,” Max said nodding at me officially ending the conversation about Alexis. I wasn’t sure what to do with the information that I had just learned from Grady. I was worried, of course. My concern for her wasn’t anything more than what anyone would feel about someone they had known for years. However, I couldn’t involve myself and keep Alexis at an arm’s length. It just wouldn’t work. She would get the wrong idea, and I wasn’t about to jump down that rabbit hole with someone who could potentially ruin Maggie and me.

Maggie

It wasn’t in my nature to exclude people. I knew what it felt like to be on the outside, so I never want to purposely leave anyone out. That didn’t mean it was easy to include Alexis, the skank ho who used to have sex with my boyfriend. That also didn’t mean that Alexis didn’t surprise me when she said she would come and get ready with the rest of us girls. She came into my room while Becca, Sarah, and I curled and primped, but Alexis just sat in the big chair in my bedroom and listened to us talk for the most part. We tried to engage her in our conversation by asking questions, but she only gave us one-word answers and never elaborated. After a while we stopped trying.

Honestly we probably would have forgotten she was there had Sarah not changed the topic of conversation. I could have killed Sarah for what she said though. All I could think was that she had forgotten about Alexis and didn’t realize what she was doing when she asked, “So Mags…you enjoying bedtime with Parker? You feel closer to him? More connected maybe?”

I felt my cheeks turn an uncomfortable shade of red. “Oh hush, Sarah! Things are great…really great.”

“I bet they are,” Alexis muttered stopping us in our tracks. The three of us turned around to face her. Sarah still had the curling iron her hand, but thankfully she didn’t have my hair wrapped around it when my head whipped around.

“You bet they are what?” Sarah asked.

Alexis lifted her lips in a sneer that made me nervous to hear what was about to come out of her mouth. “I bet things are great…with Parker. When we were together the first time, he was kind of a mess. It was quick and he fumbled a little, but he was a quick learner. Soon he was giving me multiple orgasms and was willing to try anything and everything. There isn’t a place on my body that he hasn’t been. Not just me though. By the first time we had a threesome, he knew what he was doing. He was all sexy alpha male with us, and we all left knowing that nothing would top that…nothing. You know that thing he does with his tongue? Well, you may not yet, but you will when it happens. You can thank me for that.”

Time stood still. No one said anything. I stood there frozen with my jaw on the floor and my unblinking eyes wide open. I imagine that Becca and Sarah were in similar situations because neither of them even attempted to move or say anything.

Alexis rolled her eyes dramatically. “Don’t look so surprised. You know Parker and I have been
fucking
for years.” She emphasized fucking as if she wanted to rub it in my face, like she was implying it was still happening.

Sarah started to charge towards Alexis with the hot curling iron, and I grabbed her to keep her from burning the crazy bitch in my bedroom. Becca calmly walked past us and politely said, “Excuse me,” as she left the room. Sarah slammed the bathroom door and locked it then dropped the curling iron on the counter.

“What the fuck was that?” Sarah snapped.

I could hardly form a coherent sentence. “I don’t know. Give me…Give me…a minute or…an hour to process this. I think…I think…I’m in shock. Did she say-”

“Yeah.”

“And they?”

“Yup.”

“And he-”

“Uh-huh.”

“I-”

“Right!”

We were both in shock. We just sat on the floor of my bathroom staring at each other replaying those disgusting words over and over in our heads. It wasn’t long before Sarah got up and walked out. She was on a mission. I watched her leave then closed and locked the door behind knowing that it wouldn’t be long before the cavalry was storming in here. I just needed another minute to wrap my head around everything that had just happened. I still had no idea what I was feeling, but I knew what I felt wasn’t good. No one wants to know that much about their boyfriend and his skanky pseudo ex-girlfriend.