Page 62 of Those Summer Nights (Sweet Cravings 2)

My girl? Did he think I was his girl? If he thought that…why the hell was he letting Kristen know and not me? I downed the rest of my drink.

"Let's go dance,” Reggie whispered in my ear. “Kristen said she’d join us in a minute. It’s the perfect time to start our plan.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to the stage. He twirled me around and his hands slid to my waist. He was a really good dancer.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see J.J. glaring at us. Kristen was still talking to him, but it looked like he had stopped paying attention. He said something to her and then walked over to the blonde girl. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the dance floor. She immediately started grinding against him.

"Yeah, you should probably dance like that with me too," Reggie whispered in my ear.

I turned around and arched my back slightly. It looked like J.J. was going to explode.

Kristen came out and joined us. “This is going well,” she said as she started shaking her hips. “He’s so mad, Mila. He was barely listening to anything I said.” She pulled Reggie away from me and ran her fingertips down his abs. She was a much better dancer than me.

I started dancing by myself, hoping that the alcohol made me better than usual. It must have, because I noticed the way J.J. stared at me instead of the girl he was dancing with. And then he’d glance over at Reggie and Kristen and it looked like his eyes were throwing daggers. Jealous and possessive? This was totally going to work. Reggie and Kristen were freaking evil geniuses.

The DJ cut the music just when Reggie started dancing with me again.

"Okay! Who's ready for the bikini contest?!" The DJ yelled in the microphone.

Everyone started cheering.

"We still need a few more participants. So sexy ladies, make your way to the stage if you want a shot at winning the grand prize!" The music started back up.

"You should totally enter that," Reggie said.

"What?" I started laughing. "I'm not doing that."

"Really, Mila. All those guys looking at you? It's going to drive J.J. insane. You gotta enter that contest."

"I can't."

“Ah, you have to, Mila!” Kristen said. “Reggie’s right, it’s going to drive J.J. crazy.”

I shook my head.

"Here." He grabbed my hand and Kristen’s and led us over to the bar. He ordered three shots.

"Reggie..."

He lifted one up. "Come on."

I sighed. "This isn't going to make me do it." I downed my shot, but Reggie was still holding his. "You forgot to drink yours."

"I think you're going to need this one too." He handed it to me.

I downed it and looked at him. "You can get me completely drunk and I still won't enter that contest."

“This one too,” Kristen said and tried to hand me hers.

“This is peer pressure.”

Kristen nodded her head toward the dance floor. I turned around. J.J. had his hands all over the blonde girl. He whispered something in her ear and she started laughing.

"Okay, I'll do it," I said. I grabbed Kristen’s shot and downed it too.

"Really?" Reggie asked.

"Wait, should I not?" Making J.J. jealous clearly wasn't enough. Maybe doing this competition would be the last straw. I didn't want to completely break our friendship.

"No, you should,” Reggie said. “I just didn't think you'd give in that easily."

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