“So, Lexi, let’s talk about me being your personal body guard. That rock needs protection,” Tash said with an authoritative tone as she stood by me with an open stance.
Before I could answer, she protectively put an arm around me while ushering Steph back. “Step away, please,” she said to Steph. She then put her hand to her ear, pretending to talk into an imaginary ear piece. “Yes, the bird is safe, the rock still secure.”
Bryce laughed, so I glared at him.
Noticing my reluctance, she persisted. “I can even go all Whitney and Kevin on you,” and taking my hand she started belting out “I will always love you” from the movie The Bodyguard.
I walked away and shook my head, smiling but not letting her see it.
Carly and Derek were out on the balcony, and I couldn’t contain my elation at seeing them publicly show their affection for each other. However, I was slightly pissy that she had not yet filled me in on her ‘fiery hole’ status—something telling me it was no longer fiery.
“Carly,” I addressed her sternly, but hiding my playful undertone.
She looked at me warily then glanced at Derek then looked back at me. “Alexis?”
“Carly. Hole status? Affirmative or Negative?”
She flushed red and squinted at me. “Affirmative,” she said through gritted teeth.
I raised an eyebrow. “I thought as much.”
Bryce came up behind me and automatically threaded his hands across my belly.
Derek put a hand out for Bryce to shake. “Congrats, Mate.”
Bryce released one hand and shook it. “Thanks.”
Carly and I were having a silent conversation with our eyes, hers telling me Derek was well endowed. Well...at least I think that is what she is saying. I leaned forward, concentrating on her eyes which were looking at Derek’s package then looking back at me wide open. She repeated that motion a couple of times. I looked around the outdoor area trying to find a size comparison. I spotted a cylinder candle. I flicked my eyes to it asking the question. She screwed up her face and shook her head as if to say no. I bit my lip in frustration.
Carls then lifted her hands and separated them approximately 7 to 8 inches wide, then quickly clasped them together. I smiled at her and gave her the ‘not bad’ face, then put my hand to my eye in a circular shape, pretending to look into it like a telescope, asking her for an indication of girth. Her hand shot out faster than lightning and she picked up the candle—my mouth dropped. She just grinned.
“Did you just explain to Alexis how big my cock is?”
Carly, still grinning at me like a giddy school girl, shot her head up to look at Derek. “Um, no, I was just expressing my appreciation at the fact Bryce and Alexis use candles. Global warming is a serious issue, and cutting down on our greenhouse gas emissions is very important. Every little bit helps, you know,” she blurted out. Oh, high-the-fuck- five for you, Carls. Save of the century.
“Bullshit, you just sized my cock,” Derek bragged, not believing a word she said. Okay, maybe not.
I laughed.
“Na, you’re wrong, Mate. If she had been sizing your cock, she would’ve held up her pinky.”
Derek shoved Bryce. “You’re gonna force me to prove you wrong,” he said as he began to unbutton his jeans.
“Um...excuse me, Alexis,” Sam interrupted, as her eyes fell to Derek’s pants. She quickly moved them to my face.
“Sam! I’m so glad you’re here,” I greeted her with surprise, giving her a hug. “Are you here with Gareth? Oh, that’s wonderful—”
“I was here with Gareth, but that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Something happened and he left. He was furious and he kept muttering, ‘this ends here.’ I’m not sure if he meant us, or something else. I don’t know what I did wrong.”
Bryce let go of my waist. “It’s not you, Samantha, you did nothing wrong.”
I turned to face him, worry saturating my face and voice. “I have a bad feeling about this. Something is wrong.”
“I know. I feel it too. I want you to stay away from Gareth, I have a feeling Scott has returned.”
“Bryce,” I said shakily. “I think he never left.”
Scott
Look at all these fuckwits standing around with their stupid fucking congratulations signs. Just because he has put a rock on the bitch’s finger doesn’t mean jack-shit. It can just as easily come off.
I looked around the room at Bryce and Alexis’ family and friends, some of those friends having once been mine. Hmmm, Derek, if you weren’t such an arrogant prick I’d consider ‘blowing’ your mind...among other things.