Fierce(63)
“You don’t want a guy to join in on the fun? Pathetic,” the guys says, and he flicks his wrists like he’s all that.
My mouth drops open. Hunter’s glaring at them, squinting more with each passing second, his jaw clenched tightly.
“Fucking dykes!” the guy screams.
“That’s it,” Hunter says, and he storms toward them.
“What the fuck did you just say?” Hunter says.
“They’re a bunch of dirty fanny bashers. They’re not allowed in here.”
“You don’t get to fucking decide that,” Hunter growls.
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” the guy says, and he spits on the floor. They’re both bumping chests now. Hunter grabs the guy by the collar and lifts him up into the air like he weighs nothing.
“You’re a fucking asshole, you know that?” he says.
“Dykes don’t belong in an Alpha Psi party.”
“I dare you to say that word again.”
“D.Y.K.E. Dyke,” the guy repeats in slow motion.
Oh dear.
With one quick punch, Hunter sends the guy flying into the air. His knuckles aren’t even bloodied, but the guy’s nose is. He’s on the floor, groaning, and when he sees Hunter towering over him, he crawls back on all fours.
“Get your fucking homophobic ass out of here!” Hunter yells.
The guy scrambles to his feet and back out the door, holding his hand to his broken nose.
“Dick,” Hunter mutters, snorting.
“Are you okay?” I ask the girl who’s lying on the floor. She nods. It’s Evie’s date, and Evie is squatting right next to her, making sure she’s okay.
Hunter’s face shifts instantly from completely pissed off to kind, and he holds out his hand to the girl. He helps her up, and she straightens her clothes while flushing quite badly.
“T-thanks,” she says.
“Don’t mention it,” Hunter says.
“You girls all right?” I ask, and I look at Evie too.
She smiles, and her eyes flick from me to Hunter and back to me again. “Thanks. Both of you.”
“Can we go home now?” The girl says, looking pretty anxiously at Evie.
“Yeah,” Evie says, and she grabs the girl’s hand. “We’ll go home.”
“I’m sorry,” I say. I feel guilty for having invited her here. I should have known there would be dicks like that guy ruining everything.
“It’s not your fault,” Evie says, and she puts her other hand on my shoulder, smiling.
Somehow it makes me feel a little better about the situation and our friendship.
“See you later, okay?” she adds.
“Definitely,” I say.
They both leave the house, and everything settles down again. People start dancing, and it’s back to partying like nothing ever happened.
Hunter is still cracking his knuckles.
“Are you hurt?” I say, grabbing his fingers.
“No,” he says. “I’m fine. Pussies like him can’t even graze me.” He smirks at me.
Suddenly Jaret comes up from behind him, and I frown when I see him. Bad news always follows him.
“I found a distributor willing to talk.”
“Awesome. It’s time to go then,” Hunter says.
“Wait, what? You’re leaving?” I say.
“Not the party. We’re gonna talk. See if we can find out who the courier is.” Hunter kisses me on my forehead, and turns around.
“Okay …” I say, but the guys have already walked away. They’ve disappeared into the crowd.
Crap. What am I supposed to do now?
All this fighting and hip-grinding has gotten me thirsty, so I look around for a punch table. Instead, I find a bar in the corner with a few empty stools in front of it.
Brody is in the only occupied one.
I’m not really into talking with him right now, but it seems I have no other choice. Well, if he’s in the same frat house, which he has to be, then maybe I can ask him some questions about them. Work out what the deal is.
Sighing, I make my way to the bar and sit down next to him.
“Hey, Brody,” I say, swallowing away the lump in my throat.
“Hey,” he says with a rather dull voice.
“Scarlet’s not with you?” I say, curious and trying to stir up a conversation.
“Nah. Stupid fight.” He picks up his drink and takes a huge sip. “Anyway, what’s up?”
“Nothing, just thought I’d get a drink,” I say, and I order a lime coke, just to stay on the safe side this time.
He muffles a laugh. “It surprises me you’re even here. I reckon it’s Hunter’s doing.”
“Yeah, well, seeing as you guys are both in the same frat club, I don’t think it’s that weird.”