Jezebel's Lion(2)

Zeck’s lips curled in a wicked smirk. “What’s up with you tonight? You’ve been all quiet and moody.”

Here was her chance to say something. “I’m upset because you idio—” Her mobile rang, and Jess ignored it and started again, but the ringing wouldn’t stop. Sighing, she pressed answer. “Hello.”

“Hey, Jess, wanna come around and help me celebrate how well I did?” Sasha sounded upset. Her voice was shaky like she was crying or trying not to.

“Um, is everything all right? You sound like you’ve been crying.”

“Everything will be fine when I have my friends around me.”

Jess knew something must have happened with Sasha’s boyfriend, Savron. From what Sasha had told Jess the relationship was rocky. If Jess had a Pride man she’d do anything to keep him happy. The Pride men were all gorgeous. Two of them, Tyler and Carl, had been friends with her brothers. They were on the football team together. Jess had loved it when they came around. Sasha dated the oldest brother, and she even lived with him. “Sure. I’m with Travis and Zeck, and we’ll be around in half an hour. I just have to get changed.”

“Thanks, Jess. I need the company.” Her friend’s voice hitched at the end, and Jess felt bad for her jealousy of her earlier.

Jess hung up, and Zeck got off the sofa with a huge grin on his face eager for the chance to be with Sasha. “Quick, Jess, go get changed so we can go.”

Getting off the sofa Jess glared at Zeck. Tonight he was being a dickhead. Not only had he forgotten her birthday, but he’d used her full name and was being a massive asshole. “What is with you tonight?”

“Nothing,” Zeck growled. “Ah, fine, I’m sick of staying in almost every Saturday. This is our last year of high school. I want to enjoy it, not be stuck here all the time.” His hands waved around her parents’ family room.

Jess felt like she’d been stabbed in the heart. Did Zeck not want to hang out with her anymore? Was that why he and Travis had forgotten her birthday? “If that’s how you feel I’ll go up to my room and be down in ten minutes, and we can go to Sasha’s boyfriend’s house and you can pine over someone you’ll never have.” She turned and stormed away.

“Way to go, idiot. Real smooth.” Jess heard Travis speaking as she stomped up the stairs to her bedroom.

Angry with herself that she still hadn’t said anything about her birthday, she went into her closet and picked out her best party dress and laid it on her bed. Jess was going to have fun tonight. Tomorrow she would ignore Travis and Zeck, and when they asked her why she would tell them what they’d missed.

Going to her drawers she picked out some sexy black lacy underwear. She always felt better when she wore sexy underwear. Even though they were only going to Sasha’s house, Jess was going to make sure she was ready to party.

Walking back to the bed she put her clothes on and unbound her long hair, letting it flow behind her. She then went back to her closet and put on her only high heels. Moving to her vanity Jess sat in front of it and opened the drawer with make up her mother had bought her but which Jess rarely used. She put on light foundation, a tiny amount of eye shadow, and lastly a bright red lipstick that brought out the chestnut in her hair.

Standing up Jess stood back and smiled as she looked at her reflection. She looked pretty. The dress complemented her very shapely figure, bringing the focus to her large breasts and her legs. Jess may not be tall, but she did like her calves.

Reaching back to the table she gathered her ID and cash and stuffed them into her bra. Glancing at the mirror she straightened her shoulders and walked out of her room and down to Zeck and Travis, whom she found in her kitchen shoving pizza into their mouth. When they saw her Travis choked, and Zeck spat his pizza out.

“Jess, what happened to you? You look really pretty,” Zeck muttered.

Travis groaned and elbowed Zeck. Jess couldn’t believe Zeck.

“What do you mean what happened to me, I look pretty? Do you mean I usually don’t?”

“Yes … no … argh. It’s just you’re just Jess.”

“Oh man, Zeck, just shut up now, buddy,” Travis moaned.

“You’re an asshole, Zeck.” Jess couldn’t get over Zeck’s behavior and on her birthday, too. Walking past her friend she went to the front door, opened it, and walked to Travis’s car. No way was she going in Zeck’s car after the way he’d acted tonight. The car beeped to say the doors were open, and she sat in the front passenger seat and did her seat belt up. Seconds later Travis got in the driver’s seat and did his seat belt up.