Page 59 of The Plan

Hazel flips me off, and I grab her finger and twist it. She pushes my hand away, and Vidia moves from the middle of us and stands on my left to order a drink.

The bartender nods after taking her order and walks away to make her drink, but I stop him when he passes me. “No cherries.” He gives me a confused look. “No cherries in her piña colada.” The bartender nods in understanding.

Before he can walk off, Vidia stops him again. “Um, no. Extra cherries, please.” He quickly leaves before either of us can change our minds, and I turn to her, confused.

“You hate cherries.”

“No, I don’t. Mind your business, Gryffindor.” I smirk while shaking my head. She only asked for the extra cherries to prove a point. She hates them, and I know she does.

About half an hour later, and it’s mainly just the team here. We’re lounging in the middle of the bar on the couches.

“Twenty dollars to the pair that looks the hottest while taking body shots.” I chuckle in response to Diego. He’s so random. My eyes wander to Vidia at the other end of the couch, and all the memories from college come flooding back.

She looks over at me as if we’re both thinking of that night but quickly looks away. “Vid, aren’t body shots your favorite?” She takes a sip of her drink and glares at me over the rim of her cup.

I watch her as she places her cup down and shakes her head. “Nah, skinny dipping is more my thing, though.” We share a knowing look, and one of the other players speaks up again.

“Shit, is the pool still open?” The bar is full of laughter, but I send her a warning look.She better not even try it.

She rolls her eyes, then picks up her drink again, and I notice she still has three cherries sitting at the bottom of her cup. “Why the extra cherries if you weren't going to eat them?”

“I am.”

“Go ahead then,” I challenge, and she scrunches her nose at the cup but quickly tries to cover her disgust. I bite back a smile and watch her as she pops the cherry into her mouth.

She slowly chews it as if it’s going to blow up in her mouth if she chews any harder. Putting her out of her misery, I slide down the couch so I’m sitting right beside her and place my hand in front of her mouth with a napkin.

She immediately spits it out, and I’m honestly surprised she wasn’t a bit more stubborn about it. “Asshole.”

I open my mouth to retort, but that Adam guy from her job walks up to us and sits on the other side of Vid. I hate that he’s also our travel physician. I highly doubt we even need two. “Hey again.”Again?

Vid turns her back to me so she can face him. “Hey, Asher, where’d you go?” Oh… I knew it was something with an A.

When he hands her another piña colada, I lightly laugh when I see the extra four cherries he got for her, and they both turn to me. Vid gives me a warning look. “Don’t start, Sire.” Oh, I’m definitely starting.

“I think it’s so sweet that he paid enough attention to notice how much youlovecherries.” I’m holding in a laugh, and poor Asher is smiling proudly beside her.

She rolls her eyes and turns back to thank him for the drink. When she looks down at her cup in pure disgust, I stifle a laugh and quickly take a picture of her. She looks so mad, but it’s cute.Cute? Shut up, you’re proving August right.

“This dress looks really good on you.” He plays with the bottom of her dress, and I feel myself growing annoyed.

I scroll through my phone, trying to ignore them, but I still somehow manage to hear her seductively whisper in his ear.

“It looks better off.” Oh, I know she did not just say that shit. I turn to her slowly and bring a hand up to her hair. I’m careful to pick one singular curl before giving it a yank. She turns around again, more annoyed this time.

“Ouch.” She says in a bored tone.

“Oops. Must’ve got caught on me.” I glare at her and poke the side of my cheek with my tongue. Asher whispers something in her ear, and they both get up and walk out of the sliding door that leads to the back. He has his hand on her back and is slowly moving it way too low for my liking

I pick up my cup of water and get up to go outside. The lights leading to and inside the pool are all that's illuminating the patio out here. My eyes adjust to the dark, and I spot them on one of the pool chairs.

My blood boils seeing Vid sitting on his lap with her hand in his hair. I shouldn’t even care this much. I turn to leave but whip back around when I hear one of their muffled moans. Fuck no.

“Vidia.” She looks at the sky as if I’m bothering her or something.Rude. Asher leans back in the chair, and my eyes flick down to his hands on her inner thigh. He seriously needs to stop touching her. “Get up, Vidia.”

“Excuse me?”

I realize how demanding that came out and try to lighten my tone since I know she’ll only do the opposite of whatever I say. “I need to talk to you.” My voice is softer, but it sounds forced, so I clear my throat. I actually do want to talk to her, but she doesn't give me the chance.

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