Divine Charity(Divine Creek Ranch 18)(95)
She stepped over bodies, did her best to ignore couples necking and groping each other on the living room furniture as she searched the kitchen, the living room, the dining room, where she had to avert her eyes rather than see some guy’s naked ass.
Turning to Noah and Beau, she said, “The only places left to look are the bedrooms and the backyard.”
“And the pool house,” Beau added, rubbing his hand over his face. He looked like he really didn’t want to be there either.
Noah nodded. “Justine, you check the backyard. I’ll take the bedrooms and Beau you take the pool house. Sarah, stay with Beau.”
“O–Okay.”
Anger simmered when Justine saw a teenaged girl she didn’t recognize come running down the hall with one of Isabella’s little knit hats stretched over her head. The hat she’d crocheted herself when Teresa had been pregnant with Isabella. It took restraint not to rip it off of the skank’s head.
“They’re dead meat,” she growled to herself as she marched out to the back porch. “Luka! Matthias!”
“Hey, babe,” a member of the football team said, from his spot reclining in the hammock. He squinted at her and gave her a grin he probably thought was super sexy. Slurring his words, he said, “Did it hurt?”
Scrunching her nose up in irritation as he distracted her from her purpose, she replied, “What?”
He leered at her. “You know, when you fell from Heaven, did it hurt?”
Oh god, save me from drunken idiots. “Yes. I was in intensive care for weeks and my wings broke off. Do you know where Luka and Matthias are?”
He squinted for a few seconds like he was processing her response and then said, “I think they’re in the pool, babe.”
Grudgingly thankful, she said, “Thank you.”
She wobbled in her heels as she covered the short expanse of grass until she reached the pool. Sure enough, there were Luka and Matthias laughing their asses off in the water as none other than Maggie Olson stripped her prom dress off and tossed it into the pool with a raucous hoot.
“Take it off, baby!” called another guy who looked way too old to be there. Maggie jumped in the water in her Spanx with a high-pitched shriek.
“Son of a bitch,” Justine growled, turning away a bit to protect her cast from being splashed. “Luka! Matthias!”
She spotted Luka and his brother, with a busty blonde between them who she’d seen them with before. Luka gave Justine a big grin that would’ve made her heart palpitate back when she’d had a crush on him. Now she just wanted to punch him in the nose. He swam over to where she stood at the edge of the pool. “Hey there, little Chiquita! There’s a keg in the kitchen if you want some beer.”
“Yeah, as well as hard liquor, nudity, and probably sex! All in your brothers’ house. Teresa’s house! You idiots!”
“Huh?” Matthias said as he swam over. “I’ll go check.”
“Check all you want, dumbass,” she said, her cheeks filling with heat as he came out of the pool, completely nude. She averted her eyes and said, “Oh my God, put on your swim trunks!”
Matthias chuckled, a sexy sound that had always charmed her but now made him seem like a jerk, since he was just letting his junk hang out everywhere. Luka threw him the missing garment and he put them on as he said, “Sorry, Chica.”
“You’re going to be even sorrier if Hank shows up,” she said, trying to rein in her volume a bit. “There were rumors going around about this party at the prom tonight. I’m willing to bet that at least half of the guests you’re serving alcohol to are underage.”
“Prom? We didn’t advertise this party. It was supposed to be just a few friends. What’re they doing inside?” he asked as he squinted through bleary eyes at the back of the house.
“Just about anything they can think up, Matthias. Do you have any idea how hard Teresa and the guys have worked on this place? Wait.” She squinted at a dark object in the pool. “Is that a motorcycle in the pool? Never mind. There must be fifty people inside the house right now. They’re even in the bedrooms.”
“Uh-uh,” Luka said, his attitude instantly changing as he lifted himself from the pool with one smooth, muscular move. The display of his muscles might’ve reduced some women to speechlessness but she still wanted to punch him. “They’d better not be.”
“Well, they are. And they’re making enough noise that it’s going to draw attention from Aunt Grace’s house. She may kill you before Teresa can even get home. She’s pregnant and still in a brace and you’re going to upset her even more. What were you thinking?”