“He didn’t do anything. I just have too much going on in my life right now to worry about guys. Especially one like Zeke.”
She left an hour later with a promise that I’d go to The Pit with her the following Saturday night. When Saturday finally came, I went to her house and got dressed. My dad had still been lying low, but I didn’t want to walk out of the house with tight clothes and makeup on, just in case he changed his mind about not messing with me.
“Make me as sexy as you possibly can,” I said as Megan did my hair.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Absolutely.”
I left Megan’s house in a tight denim miniskirt, six-inch heels, and a halter-top that left nothing to the imagination. I felt like a naughty sex kitten and I meant to play the part right in Zeke’s face for the entire night. I wasn’t usually a revengeful person, but I wanted him to feel what I felt when I walked in his room and found him with her.
When we finally made it to The Pit, I didn’t feel my usual discomfort, which was weird considering what I was wearing. I’d gotten used to the place and the people. We went straight to the bar and ordered drinks and then we made our way to the stage.
Finn was belting out a Three Days Grace song and the crowd was eating it up. The minute my eyes landed on Zeke, I felt warm all over. Seeing him so close made me realize how much I missed him. I watched his fingers move across his guitar and I felt joy when I saw he was playing the guitar I’d given him.
He looked up from playing and scanned the crowd with the angry glare I’d come to love. At first, his eyes scanned right over me, but I knew the moment he realized I was in the crowd. Zeke never gave anything away, but I knew he’d seen me.
I drank, danced, and had a blast with Megan. The entire time, I could feel his eyes on me and I loved it. I could feel his gaze crawl across my flesh and it was turning me on. It was the weirdest thing, but I was definitely getting turned on.
I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or if I was really losing myself after being torn apart the last few weeks, but something gave me a brave streak. A guy I didn’t know came up to me and started dancing behind me and I let him. I was a little disgusted by him, but I knew Zeke was watching so I got into it like I was really enjoying myself.
After that, I flirted openly with three different guys. I was totally bored with it, but there was a lot of smiling and looking up through my lashes. I pretty much just mimicked every girl in the room. I knew my cleavage was out too much and I was aware that every time I lifted my arms most of my stomach was exposed, but I didn’t care. I made sure all those parts were available for his eyes. I brought my arms over my head and then ran them down over my breasts and abs.
I looked up at him and he glared down at me. I couldn’t tell if I was pissing him off or turning him on. I was fine with either. I picked up my bottle, looked up at him, and licked my lips before placing the bottle against my mouth. Still, his expression didn’t change.
“Girl! You are so bad!” Megan shouted next to me.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I grinned.
“Oh, you know what you’re doing. I just hope you can handle the wrath of Zeke when he lets loose on your ass.” She laughed.
“Please, he better hope he can handle me.”
I was definitely drunk. There was no doubt about that.
The after party was at Finn’s house and I went along with Megan. Once I was there, someone handed me a red cup of beer. Instead of going to the corner and sipping my drink like I usually would, I was in the middle of everything. I talked to people and flirted with guys. I could feel someone watching me the entire time and I knew it was him.
A guy I’d never seen before started talking to me and I was sure to smile back at him and flirt with my eyes. He was shorter than Zeke and much smaller. With light hair and light eyes, he openly checked me out and licked his lips, and I played right along.
“What’s your name?” he asked as he looked down my shirt.
“Patience.”
“Pretty name for a pretty girl.” He grinned.
“Thank you.”
It wasn’t long until I’d moved on and was talking to someone else. Originally, it started out as a way to get under Zeke’s skin the way he’d gotten under mine, but after getting a lot of attention, I was starting to enjoy it.
I looked around the room for Megan, and she was nowhere to be found. I walked through the garage, checking every corner and still she was nowhere. I walked inside and headed toward the bathroom. When a girl goes missing, that’s usually the best place to look. I was halfway down the hallway when I felt someone against my back. I turned around and Zeke was there looking down at me with an angry red face and pinched lips.