rapidly in high pitched squeals, like girls seemed to do in these settings. My eyes kept watch as more and more guys looked Honor’s way. She didn’t seem to notice much as she played pool with Rannon and Greg.
Rannon was flirting with her, but I could tell it was just in a friendly way. He seemed a bit distracted, which was odd for him. I’d only met Rannon when I started working at the shop. He was Kyle’s friend, but he hung around enough that we’d become friends too. Same with Greg. Except Greg was watching Honor a little too closely for my liking. And I didn’t think there was anything simply “friendly” about it.
I gripped the bottle in my hand tighter, looking around to catch more guys glancing her way. I knew I should have stayed home tonight. Why had I let Kelly convince me to drag my ass out here?
“We’re going to go dance,” she said in my ear.
I nodded.
“Do you want to join me?” She asked, nipping at my neck.
“Not right now, Kel,” I said.
She leaned back to look at me with a pout. “You’re not going to stand here all night and be boring, are you?”
“It’s a possibility,” I replied honestly.
“Come on, Grey. Don’t be a drag. Come dance with me, otherwise other guys might try.” She leaned into me, gripping my shirt as she rubbed her tits against my chest. “And I know you wouldn’t want others touching what’s yours.”
My eyes flickered over her head at Honor.
“I’ll join you when I’m done my drink,” I said, my voice hoarse.
I needed to stop this shit. I couldn’t be lusting over some young ballerina when I had a girlfriend already.
She smiled happily at me, making me feel like an even bigger ass.
***
Kelly pressed her ass against me as we moved to the music. The dance floor was packed, everyone sweating and bumping into each other as the music blared. The chaos helped to keep me focused, and away from certain dancers I didn’t need to be around.
Turning in my arms, Kelly linked her arms around my neck. I splayed my hands on her hips as she reached up, pressing her lips against mine. I kissed her back, even though I wasn’t one for public displays of affection. This was me putting an effort into this relationship. It felt awkward and uncomfortable to me, but I knew it made Kelly happy.
When she pulled back, she gazed up at me with admiration. Guilt niggled at me somewhere in the back of my mind, but I pushed it away.
Cat appeared beside us, Greg close behind. Her face was flushed, her eyes slightly glazed. I was keeping a close watch over her. Kyle would kill me if I let his little sister get wasted in a bar full of college guys.
“Someone needs to get that girl out here,” Cat yelled at Kelly. The two of them looked at something behind me, matching frowns appearing on their faces.
Kelly stepped back, turning her focus to me. “Grey, go get Honor and ask her to dance. I feel bad for her.”
My body hardened. Glancing over my shoulder, I found her sitting on a stool in the far back corner, alone. The pool tables were now surrounded by a new group of people I didn’t know.
“Where’s Rannon?” I asked, loud enough so they’d hear me since I couldn’t look away from her now that I was.
“He left a while ago,” Cat said.
I turned then. “What? Why?”
I had assumed, when I’d caught sight of Cat and Greg dancing, that Rannon had stayed behind with Honor. I didn’t know she’d been by herself this whole time. Anger sparked in the pit of my stomach.
“He said he needed to get home,” Greg said. “I think something’s going on with his mom.”
Well what the fuck? Why would they just leave her? I looked back over, my protective side rearing to life as I watched her stare at the ground, seemingly lost in her own thoughts. She looked so lonely.
“Go on, Grey,” Kelly said, nudging me. “I don’t mind if you dance with her for a bit. I need a drink anyway.”
I shook my head, looking away. “I don’t think so. Greg,
Rannon was flirting with her, but I could tell it was just in a friendly way. He seemed a bit distracted, which was odd for him. I’d only met Rannon when I started working at the shop. He was Kyle’s friend, but he hung around enough that we’d become friends too. Same with Greg. Except Greg was watching Honor a little too closely for my liking. And I didn’t think there was anything simply “friendly” about it.
I gripped the bottle in my hand tighter, looking around to catch more guys glancing her way. I knew I should have stayed home tonight. Why had I let Kelly convince me to drag my ass out here?
“We’re going to go dance,” she said in my ear.
I nodded.
“Do you want to join me?” She asked, nipping at my neck.
“Not right now, Kel,” I said.
She leaned back to look at me with a pout. “You’re not going to stand here all night and be boring, are you?”
“It’s a possibility,” I replied honestly.
“Come on, Grey. Don’t be a drag. Come dance with me, otherwise other guys might try.” She leaned into me, gripping my shirt as she rubbed her tits against my chest. “And I know you wouldn’t want others touching what’s yours.”
My eyes flickered over her head at Honor.
“I’ll join you when I’m done my drink,” I said, my voice hoarse.
I needed to stop this shit. I couldn’t be lusting over some young ballerina when I had a girlfriend already.
She smiled happily at me, making me feel like an even bigger ass.
***
Kelly pressed her ass against me as we moved to the music. The dance floor was packed, everyone sweating and bumping into each other as the music blared. The chaos helped to keep me focused, and away from certain dancers I didn’t need to be around.
Turning in my arms, Kelly linked her arms around my neck. I splayed my hands on her hips as she reached up, pressing her lips against mine. I kissed her back, even though I wasn’t one for public displays of affection. This was me putting an effort into this relationship. It felt awkward and uncomfortable to me, but I knew it made Kelly happy.
When she pulled back, she gazed up at me with admiration. Guilt niggled at me somewhere in the back of my mind, but I pushed it away.
Cat appeared beside us, Greg close behind. Her face was flushed, her eyes slightly glazed. I was keeping a close watch over her. Kyle would kill me if I let his little sister get wasted in a bar full of college guys.
“Someone needs to get that girl out here,” Cat yelled at Kelly. The two of them looked at something behind me, matching frowns appearing on their faces.
Kelly stepped back, turning her focus to me. “Grey, go get Honor and ask her to dance. I feel bad for her.”
My body hardened. Glancing over my shoulder, I found her sitting on a stool in the far back corner, alone. The pool tables were now surrounded by a new group of people I didn’t know.
“Where’s Rannon?” I asked, loud enough so they’d hear me since I couldn’t look away from her now that I was.
“He left a while ago,” Cat said.
I turned then. “What? Why?”
I had assumed, when I’d caught sight of Cat and Greg dancing, that Rannon had stayed behind with Honor. I didn’t know she’d been by herself this whole time. Anger sparked in the pit of my stomach.
“He said he needed to get home,” Greg said. “I think something’s going on with his mom.”
Well what the fuck? Why would they just leave her? I looked back over, my protective side rearing to life as I watched her stare at the ground, seemingly lost in her own thoughts. She looked so lonely.
“Go on, Grey,” Kelly said, nudging me. “I don’t mind if you dance with her for a bit. I need a drink anyway.”
I shook my head, looking away. “I don’t think so. Greg,
Similar Books
