Page 14 of Stay With Me
Neither of us moves, our mouths glued, yet both too afraid to take a taste.
“That’s enough,” Travis barks, yanking me back.
I stumble on my heels and blink my eyes open to get used to the bright lights.
“That’s how a BJ shot works?” Landen asks, helping Tripp to his feet.
Shrugging, I wipe my lower lip. “It’s how I do it.”
Lies. I made it all up to see if Tripp would take the bait and he did.
“Hot damn, now I need me a cowboy to give a BJ shot to. Any takers?” Noah skips around, looking for a victim. She hasn’t dated since she and Jase broke up last year, so I’d love to see her finallygetting back out there again. Between working on her family’s ranch and a busy horse training schedule, she hasn’t made time for it.
“You might wanna get your sister home soon before the ecstasy kicks in,” Travis tells her brothers in a hushed voice, but I overhear every word.
Did he sayecstasy? When did Noah take that?
“Excuse me?” Tripp’s booming voice can be heard from a mile away.
Oh fucking shit.
“You drugged our sister?” Landen snaps.
“Wait, what’d you do to me?” Noah’s voice falters as she stops dead in her tracks.
“Shit. No, I-I didn’t mean to. It was for Magnolia, but she didn’t keep her own fuckin’ drink, so it ain’t my fault,” he hisses, shooting a glare at me.
“What?” I shriek. “You drugged me? And it’s somehowmyfault?”
“Well, if you’d stop swappin’ spit with everyone, it wouldn’t be a big deal.” He stands in front of me as if to block me from everyone else. “It was part of your gift. I wanted you to have fun and let loose for…later.”
I step back from him, trying to comprehend his logic.
“You can’t just drug me without my consent, then get mad I didn’t end up takin’ it. How could you do this?”
He closes the gap between us, lowering his mouth to speak. “You wanted to try anal, so I thought this would help ease your nerves. This way you wouldn’t even feel the pain.”
“When the hell did I say I wanted that? I’ve been tellin’ younofor weeks!”
“Yeah, because you thought it’d hurt, which is why I got the Molly for you.”
“Oh my God. That cannot be your excuse.” My head bobbles and the floor starts to open in front of me.
“Are you…how much of your drink did you have before you gave it to Noah?” he asks, holding my shoulders.
“Like a third of it, probably. Less than half.” I try to remember, but I can feel the blood rushing to my ears, and it’s freaking weird.
“Shit, you probably drank some of it then.”
“Guys. I’m feelin’ it. Holy shit. I love you so much, Magnolia. You’re my best friend.” Noah’s smile is so wide and goofy I can’t help but laugh.
“You dumbass, look what you did to her. She’s high as shit.” I smack his shoulder, but he doesn’t even flinch.
“You will be soon, too. We should get home. I’ll order an Uber.” He unlocks his phone screen and clicks on the app, but I don’t want to go yet. And right now, I don’t want to go anywhere with Travis after this.
Tripp steps between us, taking me off guard and nearly making me fall back on my ass. Luckily, Landen’s close enough to grab my arm and keep me on my feet.
“You ain’t takin’ her anywhere, asshole. You drugged them, and you’ve been drinkin’. Take your fuckin’ Uber and go homealone.” Tripp gets in Travis’s face with his hands balled into fists at his side.
