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Chapter6
She bit her lip and skipped as she shut the terrace door. I watched as she walked, wondering in my mind ifyou could call it a skirt. It was so short. I watched as Kevin adjusted himself in the chair whilst watching her fade away.
Trent started to unbutton his shirt. I gasped as the thickness of his chest was revealed. I felt like a naughty school girl in the men´s changing room as Kevin followed suit.
“You not hot in that?” Kevin asked as he eyed my jeans and shirt. Sure, I was hot. For some reason, I was sweating more up here then I did when I was in town earlier. The humidity was intense. I nodded, wondering ifthey expected me to start stripping too.
“Take it off. We´re all going to be family soon.” I was just about to get up when Trent said, “Calm down, I was only joking.”
Maybe I did need to lighten up, with the wine soon going to my head. It was hard to be so aggressive. I did the craziest thing, when I saw they were both sitting with no shirts. I took my shirt offtoo.
I grabbed the bottle of wine and said, ”One big happy family!”
They both laughed, but Kevin moved his chair closer and whispered, “Yes, happy!”
“So, what made you think to apologize?”
I felt like I was being interviewed by Playboy. They were both giving me hors d’oeuvres and flirting with me. I couldn ´t believe that they were flirting with me. Me, of all people. It felt like a big joke. Sure, I ´m not the geek that I used to be, but these guys love beautiful women. I ´m more of an Emma Watson kind ofgirl, whereas most ofthe women they ´ve dated are
more, Jennifer Lawrence style women. The type that men turn their heads at once they walk into a room. Not someone as plain as me.
Sure, I changed from Highschool and I ´m not saying I ´m ugly or anything. Just compared to the women that they usually date. Well, I have to admit I am kind of ordinary. My hair is usually up in abunordown. Dark and always cut in the same
layered style.
Yet, right here and now. With them in their boxers and me sitting in my bra. I feel like the sexiest woman in the world. The wine is really going to my head. I need to eat more and drink less.
“You have nice breast,” Trent blurted out, swaying his glass in my direction. I couldn´t believe he just said that and before I could even respond. Kevin was behind me whispering, “I would love to get a taste ofthem.”
What was going on?
I came here to apologize. Not get it on with them two. Especially seeing as I had never done it with anyone before.
Sure, I had boyfriends if you could call them that. They were the type of guys that took you out on a date. The first kiss comprised of a kiss on the cheek and after several dates they would grow some balls and indulged me in a real kiss. This was usually when I broke it off. I knew what the next step would be and I never felt that way about them to give them anything more than a kiss.
Sure, a couple of them were cool. Guys you would take home to your mom and she would love them. The type you would introduce to your family and they would get on with them. But, never ever the type of man that would rock your world. Not like Trent and Kevin, by along shot.
Shoot, they have dark eyes that seem to cast a spell over me ifI look at them for too long. Not that I do. Especially, now it feels like they are two different guys. Not the ones that normally insult me. Or once in a blue moon, Kevin would pay me a compliment.
Quite the opposite.
They were flirting big time with lust in their eyes. Whenever I bent down to pickup my glass which Trent insisted on constantly topping up every time it was near empty? Kevin would lick his bottom lip. At one stage he nearly bit it. I imagined it sucking on my breasts. I was hot, not only from the sun, but lust.
“Take your jeans off!” Kevin commanded as I was giggling too much and the conversation was turning from the reason forme coming today to, ifI was still a virgin.
I ignored him. I was well adverse on drinking too much. I knew the benefits of eating and sipping water in between, so I carried on doing that ignoring his command and getting back to the main topic.
“I came, because mom and Alex are in love.” Their eyes shifted. Ignoring my declaration and focusing on my breasts, which I noticed where slowly releasing themselves from my bra. As I bent forward. Trent came behind me and unclasped it. Without permission and he smiled, “That ´sbetter isn´t it?”
“For who?” I cried, juggling a chicken wing, my breasts escaping from my bra and the Evans boys who were acting as if they were ready to pounce on top of me. I didn´t want this situation at all. I came to apologize. I came to make peace. I came to do what would make mom happy.