Page 29 of Crazy for You
It was my turn to drink.
Mia and Georgia waited for me to tell them more. There wasn’t much to tell, and the less Mia knew, the better. She was too close to Grady. I didn’t know why I was worried about her, though, since Colton probably told him that he teased me until my panties were soaked. He wouldn’t have been wrong.
“I didn’t exactly see him naked,” I said.
Georgia shook her blond head of curls. “Doesn’t matter. You will. And no, she hasn’t fucked him. Again, she will.”
I took another long swig of the marshmallow vodka, which was rather tasty and went down easily. I tossed my beer, then poured vodka into my cup.
Both of my friends watched in quiet fascination. “You said to let loose. Well, when we start talking about Colton or his dick, I have to do something.” The thought of having sex with him was making that spot between my legs throb endlessly.
The three of us fell into a fit of laughter.
“What’s so funny?” a familiar but irritating voice asked as bitter laughter tumbled free. “I heard ‘Colton’s dick.’”
I snarled. The last person who needed to hear that was Amanda fucking Gelling.
“You did not screw him.” Her glossy, ice-blue eyes were swimming in anger.
Mia popped up and pushed her chest into Amanda’s. “What if she did?”
“I’m dating him,” she said, not backing down.
“Did you screw him?” Georgia asked.
I didn’t want to hear Amanda’s answer. I would’ve bet my life she had.
“Five times this week,” she said as sure as the moon was high in the night sky.
I cringed, gripping the hell out of my cup.
“So is he huge?” Mia asked as though she was talking about the damn weather.
Amanda got in Mia’s face. “Bigger than Grady, and I should know. Stay away from Colton if you know what’s good for you.”
Mia flipped her dark hair over her shoulder, ready to brawl. “Oh, I will. And I doubt anyone has a larger cock than Grady.”
I spit up my drink. Georgia snorted, doing the same.
Mia and Amanda were about to tear each other’s hair out until Colton of all people walked up, towering over us.
I knocked back the half cup of vodka, afraid to look at him. Even at school, when I’d seen him at lunch, I turned away. I was relieved he hadn’t shown up at my house with my skateboard yet.
Amanda hooked her arm around Colton’s. “There you are. These ladies want to know how big your penis is.”
I shrank in my seat. My cheeks felt like they were on fire.
Colton glowered, those brown peepers penetrating me like sharp daggers.
Great. Now he must think I’m a loser.I stood and the beach tilted.
Amanda laughed, a sound that grated on my last nerve. “Lawson, can’t handle your liquor?”
The need to kill sat heavily inside me, and I started for her before listing to one side. Damn alcohol.
Georgia came to my rescue, almost falling in the process and laughing the entire way.
I held up one hand, holding my cup in the other. “I’m fine.” I was buzzing for sure, but I wasn’t so drunk that I didn’t know what I was doing, at least not yet.
