Page 26 of Baked

“Oh god no!” Indi whipped Mary-Jane around. “He just mentioned this place! I’m sorry, I don’t mean to crash!”

Mary-Jane cocked her head defensively. “Then what the hell are you doing here? Why aren’t you back home with your boyfriend?” I didn’t like the tone she was using.

Indi yelled over the music. “No! I’m sorry—Carter and I just got into this really big fight and I was out drinking when I remembered you guys would be here! I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be a bother. I just didn’t want to be alone right now! I mean, I can leave if me being here is too much! Wouldn’t want to ruin your night!” Her eyes shot to me. The corners of her mouth curled as she tried to hide her smile, but I saw it.

Oh, I see.Indi wasn’t here because of Carter. She was here to fuck with Mary-Jane and me.Game on, little sis.

“Can’t ruin this!” I shouted to her, smoking my joint.

“Haze!” Mary-Jane snapped at me. “Seriously?”

I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her close. Her head fell against my chest while she pressed her ass into me. “Oh relax, baby,” I whispered to her as my eyes shot to Indi. “I’m here with you. Let’s have some fun.” Indi intently stared back at me as she drank her second glass.

That’s right, eyes on me, little sis.

Mary-Jane’s temper eased thanks to my words. She turned to face me and resumed dancing. I smiled, looking past her at Indi, blowing smoke in her direction. She slowly approached us and plucked the joint from my fingers.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I warned.

Mary-Jane whipped around to Indi in disgust. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Indi smoked the joint, inhaling way too strongly. She coughed harshly and looked down at it in her hand. “Oh fuck! That’s not a normal joint!”

I grinned. “Nah, it’s my special cocktail!” The music increased. “It’s laced with cocaine! Come on, give it back!” I offered my palm for her to return it. “You don’t need to be smoking that!” I expected Indi to freak out and do as I asked, but instead, she raised it to her lips and inhaled again. Only this time, her eyes were locked with mine.

So fucking wicked.

Mary-Jane watched us closely. “The fuck is happening right now?”

“Indi here is about to be seriously fucked up, that’s what’s happening.” I brushed past her, grabbed Indi’s face, and plucked the joint from Indi’s fingers. “Mine,” I growled.

She fucking smiled.

Mary-Jane stepped between us, holding her drink high. “Why don’tyou” —she pushed me back gently— “just finish your shit and us girls will just dance together. Okay?” Her fake smile was all I needed to see. Mary-Jane was furious, but that didn’tmean she was going to storm off. No, she was going to use Indi being here to her advantage to try and drive me mad.

The two women exchanged a look as if some silent challenge had just began. Mary-Jane sipped her drink as Indi opened her mouth to speak. “Might want to catch up! I’ve got a few rounds on you from the bar!” Indi pushed Mary-Jane’s arm as she drank her dirty martini, forcing her to finish it off. Mary-Jane accepted the challenge, eating the olives from her empty glass, licking the toothpick in a sexual way. “Classy,” Indi shot.

Oh these two are going to kill one another.

The music switched to the same song from that fateful night years prior. “Indi!” Mary-Jane tilted her head with a fake smile, pointing to the air. “It’s our song!”

Indi made a face, looking from Mary-Jane to me. “Oh my god! It is!” She stepped closer to Mary-Jane, and the two began to dance together, pretending nothing was wrong as I watched.

The smoke from my laced joint clouded my face, silently watching the two women dance together, each sneaking glances in my direction. They weren’t just dancing in competition against each other, they were dancing formyattention. And I ate every second of it up.

The DJ blended the song into another, the second more intense and heavy. I could feel the bass in my chest as the women danced together, their bodies pressed roughly against each other. It was such a turn on to see them move and rock in such intoxicating ways; the torture making my dick ache as I watch with such hunger. Indi stared at me, her sights locked as she spun her back to May-Jane and slowly slid down her torso, popping into her knees. Her hands grazed her skin, feeling herself while Mary-Jane looked at me.

I had to adjust myself, catching Mary-Jane’s gaze as her smile dropped. “What the fuck?” She shoved Indi away from her and charged me. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Are youreally looking pastmeto your sister?” She pointed to Indi. My sister stood there confused. Mary-Jane smacked my chest. “I’m talking to you!” She tried to hit me again, but I caught her wrist and squeezed.

I glared down at her, yanked her close, and whispered harshly into her ear. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, but you might want to check yourself!”

Mary-Jane snatched her arm free from me. I stared at her, eyeing her closely as her lips curled with a devious grin. “Oh yeah? How’s this for checking myself, Haze?” She threw her empty glass against the dancefloor, turned around and rushed to Indi, gripped her face, and began to kiss her.

My body stiffened with anger as I watched her tongue my sister. Everything turned red as Mary-Jane watched me while she kissed her. I threw my joint down, and I fucking snapped.

“Get the fuck off her!” I pushed Mary-Jane from Indi who looked at me, completely baffled. My jaw clenched as I eyed her with raw, seething anger. “Are you okay?” I asked softly. Indi nodded with wide eyes while she wiped her mouth.

Mary-Jane scoffed. “Yeah, I fucking knew it! You’re sick, Haze!” I glared back at her. “Fuck you!” She raised both her hands and flipped me off.

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