idiot.
“How’s the party? Going wild on vodka cruisers?” he asked in a mocking tone.
I was puzzled over his knowledge of the party, and then I realized it was from Sophie’s photo on Facebook. I cringed, hoping I looked okay in it.
“Tequila shots, actually,” I said quietly. “How’s the party wherever you are?”
“Rhino just finished their set. I’m about to leave.”
“I guess your bad girls like the band Rhino.”
“Some,” he replied.
“How many bad girls are there?”
“A few.”
I shook my head. I was so out of his league, and he was so not interested. He had the whole girl thing truly covered.
“Well, I’ll let you get back to them all.”
“Do me a favor,” he said next.
“What?”
“Go home.”
I glowered at his demand, not understanding where it was coming from or why he would even say it.
“Why? The party is still going.”
“Go home, Ava,” he demanded softly.
The call ended.
I looked at the screen in disbelief. Who did he think he was? He didn’t get to order me around. I purposefully stood up and put my phone in my pocket. I was going to get another tequila shot, just to defy him.
An hour later, I was completely drunk and waiting for Sophie who had gone upstairs with Antony. She was determined to do what she wanted to do and was not going to wait around for it any longer. I was sure she would come down no longer a virgin and then it only left me. Me, the one who was nowhere near the vicinity of losing it. I stumbled back out to the front and sat on the step. I needed to go home now, because who knew how long Sophie would be. I was past it. I went to dial a taxi.
“Hey, Ava, all good out here?” asked Tyler coming over and sitting down next to me with a drunken smile.
“All good,” I answered. “Just very drunk and I need to go home,” I slurred, as my phone beeped.
I looked down to see it was a message.
Zac: I thought I told you to go home.
I tried to focus on it, puzzled as to why he was demanding for me to go home. How did he even know I was still here?
“I’m so glad you came tonight,” said Tyler beside me.
I closed the message.
“It’s been a fun night.”
“I’ve had way too many shots,” he said into my ear.
I laughed at him, and said, “Me, too.”
I felt his arm go behind me and then his mouth near my ear. I focused on my screen again, annoyed with Zac’s demands. I typed a response back.
Ava: Being a bad girl feels good.
I pressed Send with determination. I wasn’t really being a bad girl, but as I looked up at Tyler next to me, I suddenly wondered if I should be.
Tyler cooed in my ear, “You look really gorgeous tonight.”
“I do?” I asked with a laugh.
“You do,” he whispered huskily. “Totally gorgeous.”
I smiled, letting the compliment wash over me and making me feel happy.
“Thanks, Tyler.”
It was just what I needed to hear. I needed to concentrate on Tyler and not the mixed-up emotional confusion of Zac in my head.
He inched even closer to me, his lips touching my cheek. I giggled softly as I turned my face slightly towards him. He was going to kiss me.
“Ava!”
I turned slowly at the sound of my name, in a daze, knowing my lips had been a breath away from Tyler’s. I saw Noah leaning out of a car window in front of the house, and I frowned in confusion.
“Let’s go, Ava!” he called out with a cheeky grin.
“What?” I mumbled, trying to comprehend how Noah was here.
I focused on the car to see the big blond guy in the back seat and an angry looking Zac in the driver’s seat.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I said under my breath.
“You know him?” asked Tyler at my ear.
“Yeah,” I said still in disbelief.
“She’s busy,” Tyler called out, pulling me against him and nuzzling my neck.
I couldn’t help but giggle at the tickling sensation and then gasped as I heard doors open and the rumbling engine stop. I pulled away from Tyler and watched the three