That's a Promise (10 page)

Brooke finished getting ready and looked amazing in her blue strapless dress. She was trying to get Brandon’s attention that night, and I knew it would work. Brandon and Brooke kind of had a fling sort of relationship. They slept with other people, but still always went back to each other.  We were all still so young, so I figured whatever made them happy was all that mattered.

We heard a knock on the door, and I knew it was Blake and Seth coming to get us. Seth and Blake had recently started hanging out and had become pretty good friends in the process. That’s a lie. They were civil, and Seth always kept his distance. I didn’t know what his problem was.

Brooke let the boys in the door, and Blake walked in first, followed by Seth. Both of the boys’ eyes bugged out of their heads, when they got a look at me in my outfit. I did a little twirl for them, and posed when I faced them again. Blake finally shook himself out of his daze, and walked over to me. I could see the lust coming to life in his eyes as he grabbed me in an embrace. He trailed a finger down my back and made a humming sound.

“Should I be worried about letting you walk out that door in this dress?” He said it low enough for only me to hear. I looked over his shoulder at Seth and saw him shifting his weight back and forth and looking at everything but me.

“Nope, nothing to worry about.” I didn’t know why Seth’s lack of checking me out hurt my feelings, but I chalked it up to another reason why what we had was nothing more than a friend helping a friend. Brooke handed me my black clutch, and that meant that it was time to go. Seth was designated driver that night, so he was driving his truck to the party.

When we got to the truck, Seth was ready to help me climb into the cab but Blake was beside me, just as ready.

“I got this, man,” he said, effectively moving Seth out of reach. He helped me into the truck, and even went as far as buckling my seat belt. I’m not even going to pretend like I didn’t know he was doing it so he could get a better look down my dress, because he winked at me when he was finished buckling me. I saw Seth roll his eyes when I looked into the rearview mirror, but I couldn’t help but giggle at Blake’s silliness.

Blake sat next to me in the truck and kept his hand firmly placed on my thigh, gliding his fingers right where the hem of the dress met my bare skin. He gave me chills while still setting my body on fire, and I knew in that moment that I probably put more torture on myself by wearing this dress than him.

His hand started to work its way up my leg and under my dress, making me shiver visibly. It felt so good, I closed my eyes to focus on every sensation he sent coursing through my body. The further his hand went up, the more I began to pant for him. I was ready to give myself up to him right there in the car. As I opened my mouth to help me breathe a little easier, he reached the top of my thigh. I was about to moan, but he quickly leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. He slipped a finger inside of my, now very wet, panties and rubbed between my flesh until they reached my clit.

He moved his mouth to my ear and whispered in a husky voice “Don’t make a sound. They will hear you.”

That was a hell of a lot easier to say than do. He rubbed me, and worked me up the whole ride there. I kept my eyes closed and kept getting frustrated every time he would take pressure off of my clit every time I was on the edge of an orgasm. When we were almost there, he pulled his hand back out and I wanted to groan with frustration and discomfort from not getting my release.

I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw were Seth’s blue green eyes hardened and looking right at me. He eventually set them back on the road, but I couldn’t get his expression out of my head.
Is he angry? I guess I shouldn’t have done that in his car. He probably thinks it’s disgusting,
I thought. I let it go, and focused on the good times that were about to ensue.

We walked into the bar, and I was shocked at how the place was transformed for me. There were green and silver balloons all over the bar, and each table had five green roman candles that gave the room an intimate feel. There was space made out in front of the stage so people could dance, and a DJ table set up on the stage. It made me feel extremely special to have been given a party like this.

There were already a lot of people there to help us celebrate. There were people from my classes, some from Seth’s and Blake’s sports teams, and some of Brooke’s friends. I looked at Brooke, both of us thinking the same thing, and did a little happy dance where we shrieked, wiggled our fingers and jumped in a circle.

“You want a drink baby?” I looked up at Blake and smiled, nodding my head.

“Cranberry vodka please!” I told him. It was my twenty first birthday, so I definitely wanted to drink, but I didn’t want to get drunk enough that I wouldn’t be present for any action between Blake and me.

“Ohh get me two shots of SoCo,” Brooke added.

“Alright I’ll be back in a minute,” he said, walking away to get our drinks. Brooke saw Brandon, and pulled my arm so that we could go talk to him. I smiled, knowing that it was a good sign that she really liked him.

Seth came up next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. I looked up at him and smiled. I didn’t think I’d be able to be this happy after everything that happened to me, but I was extremely happy in that moment.

“Are you mad at me?” I asked him. He raised his eyebrows at me, gave me a mischievous look, and shook his head.

“No Jos, of course not. Why?” He knew exactly why I asked him if he was mad at me. He just wanted me to say the reason I thought he was mad at me. I punched his arm, and he laughed at me. “He’s your boyfriend, Pussy Cat. I don’t blame the guy. If you were my girl-,” he got cut off when Blake came up and put my drink in my hand. He stood as close as he could to me, and eventually Seth just let go. I snuggled into Blake’s embrace, and couldn’t help but wonder what he would have done if I was his girl. Not his best friend, but his
girl.

“Well, I’m gonna go hit up that hot blonde over there. I’ll see you later, Pussy Cat.” He walked away from us, and I refused to look at the girl to whom he was referring. Instead I took a big drink out of my cup and immediately felt the warmth of the vodka running down my throat into my stomach. My favorite part of drinking is the minute after you take a drink and you feel the heat stirring in the pit of your stomach. This was going to be a good night.

I grabbed the top of Blake’s black t-shirt and pulled his mouth to mine. I kissed him vigorously before grabbing his hand.

“Thank you so much for doing this for me,” I said. I wanted him to know how much it meant to me that he thought I was special enough to deserve a party like that.

“You are more than welcome, Jo. Especially if you keep kissing me like that.” He smirked at me and I gave him a big smile back, because I was pretty sure I could continue kissing him for eternity if he let me.

I was finishing off my drink when Brooke and Brandon came over to talk to us. Brandon wore a blue polo shirt that matched the color of Brooke’s dress. I raised my eyebrows at Brooke when I saw his hand on her ass, but she just shrugged and laughed.

“Since you’re the birthday girl, I think we should introduce you to a little drinking game I like to call Sexual Shots,” he said. I stared at him, confused, because I had no idea what that game was.

“Everyone gets two shots of tequila. Everyone says the last person they did something sexual with, and after everyone has said who
and
what they did, we go about our business for the night. If anyone brings the subject up again, they have to take another shot of tequila and take off a piece of clothing. Every time it’s brought up you have to double the amount of shots they took last time and take off another piece of clothing,” Brandon explained. I wasn’t much of a drinker, so I knew that the game could destroy me.

“What?! No way, I have like two pieces of clothing on, and so does Brooke!” I said loudly. Apparently, the cranberry vodka had already affected me, a clear sign of how much worse it could get. Blake leaned in and nibbled on my ear.

“Mmmm, I like the sound of that,” he whispered to me softly. Brandon clutched his heart like he was going to have a heart attack and staggered back a few steps.

“You’re both only wearing two things? Even better! Y’all will be naked within the hour!” Brooke and I look at each other and bust out laughing.  There was no way in hell I was going to get naked.

Seth came up to our group with a sexy tall blonde in tow. I tried my hardest not to look at her. I didn’t understand why it bothered me, but seeing him with someone who was so dissimilar to me just validated the fact that he never would have slept with me if I wasn’t his best friend.

“What’s going on?” he asked when he saw us laughing.

“These preverted boys are trying to get us naked within the next hour,” Brooke responded. I bust out laughing at her, again. Oh yeah, that vodka was working.

“Perverted! Not preverted!” I fell back into Blake because I was laughing so hard. Brooke was right there with me, even though I was pretty sure she still had no idea she said perverted wrong. Blake wrapped his broad arms around me to keep me steady, chuckling at my behavior. Brandon went on to explain the rules to Seth and the other people who came into our circle, including Rob and Dom.

“Well, I’m DD so I can’t drink, but I don’t mind stripping in place for Brooke and Josie,” Seth said when Brandon finished explaining the rules. Everyone agreed that that was okay, and we began to go around the circle. We each (with the exception of Seth) took two shots of tequila. Ugh, it was so gross.

“My last sexual experience was with Kenny Lane at last night’s party,” said Brooke. “He fingered me on the dance floor!” I laughed, because I knew that to be true. Brandon was next.

“I fucked Ms. Jennings from the math department this morning before she left our house.” Everyone stayed silent for a minute, not really sure what to think of that piece of information, before we all started cracking up laughing. We couldn’t say anything yet, so we continued. Rob went next.

“I got Tony Carr to give me head before he went to weight lifting practice yesterday.” Needless to say, we were all shocked by that story. No one knew that the quarterback for the school football team was gay, and I am pretty sure he didn’t want it out there. I smiled at him, and told the next person to go.

Dom had sex a couple of nights ago, a girl I didn’t know said someone went down on her last week, another girl said she gave a guy a hand job in the back of the classroom the day before, and another guy said he had a threesome last weekend. It was Seth’s turn, but the blonde he was standing with answered for him.

“Seth just felt me up, and gave me an orgasm like twenty minutes ago,” she said it proudly, and I couldn’t help but feel disgust for her. Everyone was being vulgar, but it was worse coming out of her mouth. Seth’s jaw was clenched and he wouldn’t look at me, even though I knew he knew I was glaring at him.

Then, it was Blake’s turn, which also meant it was my turn. Blake looked at me and I could tell he was about to make something up to spare me some embarrassment, but I started talking before he could create a lie.

“Blake fingered me on the car ride over here,” I said with a smirk. Brandon held out his fist for Blake, and Blake just laughed and hit him hard enough to make him stumble over. I looked over at Seth who still wouldn’t look at me, and noticed his jaw ticking like it usually did when he was angry.

One point goes to Josie,
I thought.

Chapter 9

After everyone told their story, we started talking to each other about other things. I decided to go get another drink, and told Blake I’d meet him back there in a minute. I ordered a Corona, and waited while the bartender went to get the drink. Seth came up next to me, and took the seat next to mine. His jaw was still clenched, but he seemed more relaxed for the moment.

“You should probably slow down on the drinking, Jos. You know you can’t handle that much of it.”

“It’s my birthday party, I’ll drink as much as I want to,” I said back to him.

“Yeah. Well at the rate your boyfriend’s going, I don’t think he will be able to take care of you if you get too drunk,” he said with some animosity. I knew he was worried about my safety, but he had to lighten up. Blake only had those two tequila shots, and he looked perfectly fine.

“Ahhh, but I’ve got
you
, Sethy Poo!” I laughed at the rhyme, and leaned my head against his shoulder. He relaxed, and I sighed. “What were you going to say earlier? When you said if I was your girl,” I asked quietly. He brought his hand up and cupped my cheek. He rubbed his thumb back and forth before he answered.

“I really don’t think you want me to finish that sentence, Josie.” He sighed and dropped his hand. I didn’t want to come off as annoying, so I kept my mouth shut from asking him again. 

“Did you really do that with that girl after just meeting her?” I asked, curiosity getting the best of me. He smirked at me, and then lifted his hoodie over his head and took it off.

“A shot of tequila for the lady,” he said to the bartender. I rolled my eyes at him, because he had just told me to slow down. He turned to me and said, “Most women don’t really need much time before falling apart when I touch them.” He smirked at me and I could feel my face getting heated. I knew exactly what he was saying.

He touched my face again, right where I was getting red, and whispered, “God you’re so beautiful, Josie.” He coughed before he straightened up and added, “Too bad you’re such a book nerd.” He laughed, so I punched him on his arm. His words stung a little, but when I looked over at Blake talking animatedly with his friends, I smiled because I knew that Blake seemed to like me just the way I was.

“You know, Seth, Blake’s got hands that could put what you do with yours out of business,” I said, quirking my eyebrow.

“Alright, Pussy Cat, whatever you want to believe.” He looked like he was about to say something else, but he got interrupted by one of the guys yelling out his name. We looked behind us, and saw Rob trying to get our attention.