Page 78 of Toxic Wishes
“How much have you drank already?” I narrow my eyes on him.
“Not that much. I’m just excited because you see those two chicks over there?”
I look over at the direction he’s pointing at.
“Ya.”
“Well, they both want to suck my cock until I see stars. Those are their words exactly, dude. This may be my first three-some, so I’m not risking it. If they tell me they want me now, I’m leaving.”
“That’s great, man,” I say as I approach the bar counter.
“Can I take a vodka with cranberry juice?” If I did drink liquor, it was always the clear stuff and never more than two.
“With that said, I was wondering if you could take Abigail back to the house, ya know, since you guys are going to the same place anyway.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be her date?” The bartender handed me my drink, and I started to walk off. Josh follows.
“Ya, but trust me. If you told Asher to leave now, she would. This isn’t her thing. She probably took some pictures with the group, and that’s it. She hates being looked at or having her photo taken. Whenever we went out, she offered to take them or said she had to run to the bathroom when she knew pictures were about to go down.”
“She did?” I say, not caring if I sound interested. Why did she not think she was pretty? I don’t get it.
Yup, I was officially losing it. I never tried to figure out anyone, especially when it came to a female.
“Believe me, I’m doing her a favor. Besides, do you have a little thing for her? I saw you eyeing her tonight at the ceremony.” He points a finger at my chest as he sways a little.
“What? No. I barely know her. And I’m pretty sure you are drunker than a skunk.” I barely push him with my pointer finger, and he falls back.
“Dude, no, I’m not. I get it. Trust me. She has no idea how gorgeous or cool she is. She’s the coolest chic I've been friends with, which is weird because I don’t have girls as friends.”
“You certainly don’t.” I pause to take a sip of my drink.
“But my point is…I get it.” He says with a sly smile.
“No, you don’t because there’s nothing to get. First off, she’s twenty-one. She just barely made it to the legal drinking age. I look at her like I look at you.”
“Which is what?”
“A kid,” I emphasize.
“Perfect, then look at it as if you're helping my sister out.”
I let out an exasperated sigh. I was honestly not even annoyed when he asked me. I was at first, but now, I don’t know. Something’s shifted, and if I acted too eager, then he would notice. The little shit saw stuff like that with me. He was intuitive, just like Blake was.
“Fine, I’ll do it. But only if you answer one question.” I take a sip of my drink.
“Sure. Shoot.” Josh tips his glass off to me.
“You guys never, ya know…”
“What?” He says, scrunching his nose and raising his eyebrows at me.
“You know”
“Oh. Oh no, not even close, man. Why?”
Because I won’t feel as guilty if only one of my brothers had a crush on her and for wanting to fuck her in every position possible, putting porn stars to shame.
“Just curious. And Josh-” I say just as he walks off.