Wrong (Breaking the Rules) (21 page)

“Make yourself useful and help me put out all of the food,” I demanded in Bray’s direction. The three of us were putting out the food when I heard the door open.

Jordan suddenly appeared in the kitchen. His eyes were on fire when he saw me. He stalked over to me, looped his arms around my waist, and tossed me over his shoulder.

“Jordan! Cut it out!” I shrieked as he tore off to my bedroom.

Slamming the door behind him, he set me back down.

“What’s your deal?” I asked angrily.

“Nobody is allowed to see what’s mine,” he growled, grasping my face in his hands. Possessive Jordan was pretty hot.

His lips pressed to mine and we kissed fiercely. I wanted to convey how much I was his with my tongue. Understanding my message, one of his hands slid under the waistband of my skirt and panties right to my clit.

“Oh God, Jordan,” I moaned into his mouth. He rubbed at a furious rate, and before I knew it, I was crying out his name again as an orgasm ripped through me.

Quickly, he pulled away and grinned at me.

“Mine,” he declared, eyes flicking down to my skirt. Turning on his heels, he left me in my room panting.

I had seen red when I heard Stan’s voice on the other end of Elizabeth’s phone while she had been pleasuring herself. When she hung up on me, I’d nearly lost it. In her bedroom, I reminded her who she belonged to, and she didn’t seem to complain.

Watching her reenter the kitchen looking flushed had me grinning. She was beautiful when she had that post-orgasmic glow. When her eyes met mine, she smiled shyly. Our exchange was interrupted when Andi and Jackson walked in.

“Happy birthday!” Elizabeth and Olive shrieked as they ran over to hug her.

“Thanks, girls! Everything looks lovely. I’m so happy!” she squealed.

As the girls chattered happily about whatever it was girls talked about, Jackson walked over to me and Bray.

“You guys want a drink?” he asked us. We both nodded and he poured us both a Jack and Coke.

“How come you guys never told me that Andi and Pepper’s roommate Olive was a freaking goddess?” Bray asked, glancing over at her. I grinned at him, but Jackson was scowling. No surprise there.

“Bray, leave her the fuck alone. She’s a fragile girl, and you tend to leave a path of destruction wherever you go,” Jackson spat at him.
Oh shit. Not again.

“What the fuck is everyone’s problem? Did you and Pepper place bets on who could be the biggest ass to me?” he huffed angrily. These guys were impossible.

“You two need to chill out before Andi gets pissed. Let’s eat,” I ordered as the girls came into the kitchen.

We all enjoyed our dinner and talked easily. As much as everyone hated the idea of Bray liking Olive, I thought it would be kind of cool if we all could hang out like this more often. Olive didn’t look innocent about the whole thing as she kept stealing glances at him. The energy between them was charged, even if nobody else wanted to admit it. I had a feeling Elizabeth and Jackson would be pissed at where I could see this going.

“Oh my God, this cake is so good,” Andi moaned as she ate her chocolate birthday cake. Jackson couldn’t take his eyes off of her lips, and I chuckled. Those two were something else.

Elizabeth took my hand and winked at me.

“Okay, Andi, you better quit making love to your cake. Jackie Boy is getting jealous,” Elizabeth teased her. Jackson just shot her a mean look.

“Are you guys ready for presents?” Olive asked suddenly, jerking up from her chair. She looked incredibly uncomfortable and ready to escape her seat beside Bray. His shit-eating grin told me he was up to no good.

We all refreshed our drinks and headed into the living room. Andi sat in Jackson’s lap on the recliner while Bray and Olive sat on opposite ends of the couch. Elizabeth sidled up next to me on the loveseat.

Andi picked up a bag from the coffee table.

“Let’s see… This is from Olive,” she told us as she opened it. She squealed when she pulled out a pair of dangly earrings and a matching necklace. “I love them, Olive. Thank you.”

Olive smiled back at her. I noticed that Bray had sneakily moved closer to her on the couch, and I bit back a laugh.

“This one is from Bray,” Andi announced as she opened up her next gift.

Inside was a Yankees sweatshirt and six tickets tucked into it for the first game of the season. Jackson practically threw her off his lap to look at them.

“Bray! You shouldn’t have! These probably cost a fortune. I am excited though. It will be so much fun for the six of us to go,” she sang excitedly.

He grinned at her, pleased at her happiness with his gift.

“Okay, let’s see. The next one is from Jordan.” She grinned when she opened my present.

I’d bought her a pink iPod for when she went running with Jackson. There were already a bunch of girly songs on it that I had downloaded for her.

“Jordan, I love it! Thank you so much,” she smiled over at me.

Elizabeth squeezed my hand, letting me know that she was pleased with my gift.

“Okay, this one is from Pepper,” she said suspiciously as she pulled tissue out of the large Victoria’s Secret bag.

Inside, it was stuffed completely full of panties. Everyone roared with laughter because it was no secret that Andi had failed to wear them on numerous occasions.

“Pepper, you’re such a bitch! But they’re all so pretty so I guess I’ll forgive you.”

They blew kisses at each other.

“Okay, the last bag must be from Jackson!” she exclaimed, kissing his cheek. When she opened it, her eyes filled with tears.

It was a very expensive camera. Now she’d be able to take some pretty badass pictures of her buildings with that thing. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he nuzzled her breasts. Those two never heard of such a thing called too much PDA.

“I have one more thing for you,” he revealed, handing her an envelope from his jacket pocket.

She frowned at the envelope, and I laughed. Shooting me a glare, she opened it. Inside were two airline tickets to Paris. He was in trouble.

“Jackson! You promised not to go overboard. These were probably very expensive,” she chided.

He just gave her a smug smile. “You’re worth it, Andi. I told you I was going to get you whatever I wanted. The trip isn’t until January. You have plenty of time to get over it.”

She rolled her eyes but kissed him again.

“Thank you, everyone. I love all of it. Now let’s get drunk!”

Several hours later, everyone was getting borderline wasted.

“It’s called ‘Wrong,’” I told them, once again explaining the rules. After many failed attempts of trying to learn the game that clearly only Elizabeth and I had mastered, we finally gave up and just took shots for the fun of it.

Jackson, in the middle of Andi’s giggling, scooped her up and hauled her to the bedroom. I laughed at them. Elizabeth had moved her legs into my lap, and I stroked them underneath her skirt while she chattered on about an exhibit she was excited to unveil at the gala.

My eyes flitted over to Bray and Olive. He was right up against her, whispering into her ear. Her eyes were closed, but she was smiling. I watched his pinky stroke the outside of her thigh, and she shivered. When he sucked on her earlobe, she moaned. They were completely oblivious to us. Elizabeth, unaware of what was going on, kept on talking. I decided I wasn’t one to cock block and stood up with her in my arms.

“God, it’s so hot when you pick me up. You’re such a man,” she purred.

I chuckled at her words. “I’m about to show you exactly how manly I am,” I said confidently, carrying her into the bedroom.