Page 412 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Slushy,” she said. “That sounds so freaking good.”
“I’ll have the same.”
The bartender filled two glasses from a slushy machine and walked over to a penis-shaped ice luge. “Who’s going first?”
“Me!”
I got on my knees and opened my mouth as she poured my slushy into the top of the sculpture. I caught as much as I could in my mouth, but some spilled onto my chin. “Oops.” I wiped it off as sexily as possible. If there had been any boys around, they totally would have wanted to add to the mess. But alas…the Banana Party had just begun. “Your turn.”
Ash’s eyes were huge.
“Oh come on, it’ll be good practice for later.”
Her eyes got even bigger.
“I’m joking.” And then I realized she wasn’t actually looking at me. “What are you looking at?”
She pointed behind me.
I spun around, but she was just pointing at some trees. “I don’t see anything.”
“You missed it. There was someone hiding behind those trees watching you drink your slushy. I think it was a monkey.”
Yes!I knew exactly what it was. And Ash would find out soon enough. “Well of course it was a monkey. Monkeys love bananas.”
“But there aren’t any bananas here. Unlike my Banana Party. I really think we should have just stayed back at the dorm and played Bananagrams.”
“There most certainlyarebananas here.” I pointed at a bushel of bananas hanging from a tree.
“Those are neon yellow lights shaped like bananas.”
“Yeah, but a monkey wouldn’t know that. Now are you gonna drink your slushy or not?”
She shook her head.
“Then no slushy for you,” said the bartender. “Slushies are only for the ice luge.”
“Really?”
The bartender nodded. “You can have a glass of banana juice, though.”
“Fine,” said Ash.
“Make it ten,” I added.
“Ten?” asked Ash. “I like banana juice, but I don’t need that much.”
“For the table.”Kind of.Honestly I kind of hoped Ash would drink all ten. Or at the very least three, since that was apparently how many it took to get her to start sucking on penis-shaped objects.
We grabbed the two trays of drinks and went back to the table.
Ash downed her entire banana juice the second we sat down.
There we go.
“God this stuff is so good,” she said. “I can’t believe I never knew about it until tonight.” She took another swig. “Oh, look! Someone’s on stage!”
A girl in a safari outfit tapped on a mic a few times.
