“
I lost another bet guys” I
call into my mic addressing the crowd “Are you ready for another
dance?” the crowd all cheer.
“
I lost a bet too” Tucker
sighs into his mic and all the women in the club start cheering and
whistling “So I have to dance too” he pouts and the female cheers
turn into screams. “I think I have more fans than you Brooke” he
says into his mic grinning at me.
“
I’m not hearing it sorry”
I shake my head as I call into the mic and the male cheers go up
over the female ones making Tucker chuckle and then strip out of
his shirt leaving him in just a tight white tee. I actually have to
cover my ears to try and block out the ringing in them from the
shrieks that are drowning out everything else in the
club.
I watch as Tucker turns to
me smirking and raises an eyebrow at me in challenge, I smile
sweetly at him and start unbuttoning my jeans. Both his eyebrows
shoot up and Andrew’s voice comes over the speakers “Uhh … Brooke?”
he tries for a warning tone but it comes out questioning and
slightly, nervous? I ignore him and pull my jeans off leaving me in
a black shirt and black hot pants with my stilettos.
The male cheers come out
as a loud roar and I take a bow, I can hear the band laughing
behind us making me giggle.
I watch as Tuckers eyes
lazing travel down my legs and back up again and he swallows
noticeably. Shaking his head and grinning at me he looses his tee.
I don’t know if we are doing to tease the crowd or each other
anymore as I can feel myself grow more and more turned on by his
strip tease. I know why he’s grinning he knows the only thing I
have available to take off now is my shirt, he also knows I’m not
wearing a bikini top underneath because from below the top three
buttons that are undone you can see lace. He also knows I wouldn’t
ever leave myself in just a bra. What he doesn’t know however is
that what I am wearing underneath my shirt is not a bra.
I angle my body so only
Tucker has a view of my front. “Are you sure you want to play this
game with me?” I ask sweetly unbuttoning my shirt slowly to reveal
the red with white lace corset top which laces up at the front that
I’m wearing. Before I reach the bottom button of my shirt Tuckers
hands are moving mine out of the way and working the buttons back
up so fast he misses one and has to start again. “What are you
doing?” I ask laughing at his concentrated expression.
“
I’m thinking we should
play this game when we are alone because I really want to know what
you’re wearing under those shorts to match that” he replies tightly
his mic resting between his legs so only I can hear.
I lower my mic and lean
into his ear running my tongue along the outline of it teasingly
“Nothing” I whisper in answer to his question. He stops fumbling
with my buttons, in fact he freezes all together. A few shouts of
‘what’s going on’ bring him out of his daze and he throws me over
his shoulder. I leave the club exactly like I entered it, upside
down and not bothering to fight it.
“
I take it you had a good
night last night?”
Lucy asks me
smirking.
“
What are you talking
about?” I turn my attention from the group of students in front of
me to frown at her in confusion.
“
I’m talking about the
matching grins that you and Tucker have been wearing all
night”
I turn my head and follow
her eyes to the table the band are sitting around and sure enough
Tucker is grinning to himself, as if he can feel my eyes on him he
turns and throws me a wink making Lucy giggle and me roll my
eyes.
“
It was alright” I wink at
her.
The DJ starts
playing
Footloose
and I grab Lucy’s hand and start dancing with her behind the
bar much to the customer’s amusement.
We laugh our way through
it doing some really cheesy dancing and the people at the bar start
clapping along with the beat as Lucy and I sing to them. The DJ
notices what we are doing and gestures for us to get on the bar so
with help from Will we both climb up and continue our
dancing/laughing/singing as the music changes from show tune to
show tune. The whole club is caught up in our laughter and some
people are copying our moves and others signing along with us once
the music shuts down ready for the band to go up, we jump down to
catch our breath.
“
I’m getting to old for
this” I complain draining a glass of water.
“
You love it really” Lucy
shakes her head at me still laughing. “Oooh just in
time”
“
What?” I ask following her
gaze and the stag party has just arrived I hold back a sigh and
wince inwardly. The best man booked the stag due but I didn’t
realize who the stag was. “Please tell me that isn’t who I think it
is” I beg to Lucy turning my pleading eyes on her.
“
Afraid so ... that would
be Jason the lip ring stud” she sighs dramatically. Looks like you
lost your chance with him. “I hope they behave, they look like
they’ve drunk a truck load already” she notes watching them stumble
and being excessively loud.
“
I’ll go welcome them and
check it out”
I jump over the bar and
shake my head laughing at Tucker and his female fan group, standing
at the bottom of the stage chanting for him to take his top off
again. I catch his eye and send him a mock glare he smirks at me
and shrugs his shoulders but then frowns and sends me a very real
glare, I soon realize why when I’m lifted off my feet from behind
and carried to the stag table. I’m put down on Jason’s lap. I don’t
make any attempt to move deciding how best to deal with these guys.
Lucy was right they have had a hell of a lot to drink already and I
don’t want to upset them or cause any problems.
“
You guys doing okay?” I
ask plastering on my biggest smile.
“
We are now” Jason grins at
me bouncing me on his knee.
“
Are you going to drink
with us?” One of his friends asks excitedly.
“
Only one” I agree and
gesture for Lucy to bring me over a round for the table.
“
It’s my last night of
freedom tonight” Jason says in my ear while wrapping an arm around
my middle.
“
And what are you going to
do with it?” I smile at him trying to hide how uncomfortable I
feel.
“
I think you’re what he’s
going to do with it darling” One of the boys announces and the
whole table laughs appreciatively. Jason leans in and kisses my
cheek pulling me tighter against him. I look around for a friendly
face and meet Lucy’s eyes as she makes her way to us carrying a
tray of drinks. I try to send her a message of help with just my
eyes but I don’t think she understands as she only smiles
back.
“
Here you go” she says to
us all as she hands out the bottles of beer. “Who’s the lucky lady
then?” she asks Jason moving her head to look behind me.
“
For tonight, Brooke is” He
tells her making her frown.
“
I don’t understand” she
admits making me roll my eyes.
“
Well I’ve heard good
things about how this one is in the bedroom and I refused to get
married without trying her out” he says tatter of factly and feel
my jaw fall open.
“
Who told you that?” I
demand twisting in his lap.
“
I did” comes from beside
me and I turn to look at the voice I recognize from the phone
booking for this party, I look him over from his brown eyes, shaggy
dark brown/ almost black hair, his nose that looks like it may have
been broken once before and he has a small scar on the left side of
his jaw, he looks like the ultimate bad boy in his black jeans,
black boots and black tee, it’s then I notice the tattoo on his
right arm and recognition hits me. Memories from that drunken night
a few years ago all come back. “Do you still do that thing with
your …” he starts but Lucy cuts him off grabbing my arm.
“
Umm , I need you to help
me a second at the bar, there’s a problem” she pulls me up from the
Jason’s lap and with promises to return I follow her to the
bar.
“
Who is that guy and what
was he talking about?” she demands clearly shocked because no one
has ever met anyone I have ever slept with before apart from
Tucker. Because there is no one else, apart from that
guy.
“
I’ve had sex with him” I
say quietly so we can’t be over heard.
“
I gathered that but who is
he and when?” she says gesturing with her arms
impatiently.
“
When I first moved up
here, you know after everything that happened with Tucker back at
uni, I needed a rebound and well, you just met him”
“
He’s hot, maybe even more
so than Tucker”
“
Who’s hotter than
me?”
We both spin around at the
sound of Tuckers voice, he’s stood on the other side of the bar
watching us curiously.
“
Uh … me?” I say not
wanting to tell him what we are actually talking about and flipping
through the planner under the bar.
“
What are you looking for?”
Lucy asks, I glare at her and she snort “You can’t remember his
name?” she asks incredulously.
We are joined by Jason and
his best man just as I find what I was looking for. I look up
smiling.
“
Jason, Nick. What can I do
for you?” I ask and immediately regret it when they both smirk at
me.
“
Do you have any more
tattoos?” Lucy asks Nick eyeing the one his arm.
“
Yes“ I answer for him
before he has a chance to speak.
“
So you do remember, for a
second there I thought you had forgotten” he grins at me “So tell
me Brooke, how many do I have?”
I can feel Tuckers eyes on
me but ignore it “Six” I say watching Lucy not Nick or
Tucker.
“
Six?” Lucy asks impressed
“Where?” she asks me.
I kick her ankle behind
the bar where no one can see the action only her
wincing.
“
I have this one on my arm,
one across the back of my shoulders, one behind my ear, one across
my side, and one on my chest” Nick answers her for me.
“
That’s only five” Lucy
says making me turn red.
“
Why don’t you tell her
about your favorite one Brooke?” Nick says, I can hear the
amusement in his voice and want nothing more than for the ground to
swallow me up in this moment.
“
He has a small inscription
running from hip to hip … I think I traced every letter with my
tongue or something. I made a really bit deal about it” I whisper
in her ear mortified.
I step back from her and
watch as she throws her hand over her mouth, at first I think it’s
in shock but then a small laugh escapes through her
fingers.
“
Now do you understand why
I want to ...” Jason starts grinning but I cut him off. I seriously
need to get Tucker away from this conversation.
“
Shouldn’t you be on stage
singing or something?” I ask him but cringe at how harsh it
sounded.
“
The guys are taking a
break a minute and I wanted a word … alone” he snaps back at
me.
“
Sure, come into the
office” I gesture for him to come around the bar.
“
Good luck” Lucy whispers
as I walk past her following him into the office.
“
What the hell is that all
about out there?” he demands as soon as the door is
shut.
“
Uh… “ Will says weakly
from the desk “I’ll just give you two a minute”
“
Thanks” I call to the door
as he shuts it behind him.
“
Who are those men?” Tucker
asks watching me closely “I remember the one, didn’t you date
him?”
“
Uh no, I didn’t date Jason
that’s the one with the lip ring”
“
And the other
one?”
“
Nick … well remember when
I told you that apart from one other person you were the only one
I’ve ever had sex with … he’s the other one”
“
He’s the one you used to
try and forget me?” he asks carefully.
“
Yes” I answer nervously,
not sure where he’s going with this.
“
How long were you sleeping
with him?”
“
Just one night”
“
Really, because he seems
to remember it well for just night one”
“
I was drunk … and quite
enthusiastic” Why am I telling him this?.
“
I don’t like that he’s
here, can’t you kick him out or something? I don’t like you talking
to him, knowing that you two have been with each other”
I check his expression
looking for any signs of a joke but all I see is complete honesty,
a little anger and seriousness. “You cannot be serious” I shake my
head at him and walk back into the bar.
“
Whoa what’s with the look”
Lucy asks grabbing my arm and pulling me aside.
“
What look?” I snap at
her.
“
Forget I asked” she lifts
her hands in a defensive gesture and steps aside. I carry on past
her and head over to Jess’s table. I grab a glass of
water.