They
laughed, “I know exactly what you mean,” Kay admitted.
“Kay
let’s go to a club tonight.” Peyton requested, excited as it had just come to
her.
“A
club, do you know how long it has been since I have been to a club?”
“Come
on it’ll be fun. I will get us a driver and call ahead, so we don’t have to
deal with what we did today.”
“I
really didn’t bring anything to wear for a club.”
“I
have a whole closet full of clothes.”
“I
can’t wear your clothes.”
“I
bet you can, you’re a little taller, but I would say we are about the same
size.”
Kay
toasted her glass toward her. “Let’s go to a club.”
Trevas
entered Alley’s room, and she was standing by the bed with a sexy look in her
eyes.
“I’m
like a freaking puppet on a string with you,” Trevas told her.
“How
about you pull my string,” she bid, twisting the string on her hip around her
finger.
Trevas
pulled her close to him, soaking his shirt with her wet top. He kissed her and
then stepped away and pulled one string at a time. She moved her hair to the
side, beckoning him to un-tie her top, and of course he did.
“This
is
kind of sexy,” he said softly, running his thumb down her tattooed
ribs, and she smiled.
I knew he liked it
, she thought.
Trevas
backed her up until her legs were against the bed, and laid her down, sideways
across the bed. He removed his shirt, and came to her mouth with his, and she
moaned a soft moan.
“Go
down on me Trevas,” Alley whispered, with panting breaths as her hips arched
into his.
“Gladly,”
he said, moving down, and wished a million times over that he wouldn’t have
when Peyton burst in to tell them she was ordering pizza, and ask them what
they wanted.
“Jesus
Christ mom!” Alley yelled, and Trevas abruptly moved away from her as she
grabbed the comforter to cover herself.
Peyton
stood frozen and couldn’t move or talk and Alley screamed at her. “What the
hell are you doing? Get out!” Peyton shook her head, trying to come to her
senses as she left.
“Did
that really just happen?” Trevas asked, pulling on his shorts as Alley started
putting her own clothes on, fuming at her mother for barging in.
“Yes,
utterly and ridiculously it did,” she said angrily.
“Alley,
don’t go down there yelling at her. We should have locked the door. I can’t
face her yet, so you be nice,” he insisted and kissed her lightly.
“You
look like you saw a ghost,” Kay told her as she came back down.
“I
wish I had of” she admitted. “I just witnessed your son doing the nasty with my
daughter.”
“You
walked in on them having sex?”
“No.
I could probably handle that. He was between her legs but not with his penis.”
“Oh
God,” Kay said, covering her ears. “I don’t need to know the details.”
“What
the hell is wrong with you?” Alley yelled, coming down dressed in shorts and a
t-shirt. “Don’t you know how to knock?” she asked furious.
“I’m
sorry Alley, it is the middle of the afternoon, you know? I never dreamed you
were doing whatever it was you were doing.”
“Why
because you never had afternoon sex? Trevas is so embarrassed, he won’t come
down now.”
“What
do you want me to say? I said I was sorry. I won’t come up there when he is
here anymore.”
“He’s
always here, and you always just open the door and come in.”
“You
can’t lock the freaking door?”
“Yes
I can lock it just as easy as you knock,” she yelled.
“Do
you want me to go talk to him?” Peyton asked, hoping like hell she said no.
“Yes!”
she yelled, and Peyton took a deep breath and walked up the steps.
Peyton
knocked on the door.
“Yeah,”
he said standing at the window with his armed leaned up against it, over his
head.
He
turned to see that it was Peyton. “Now you knock,” he stated, turning back to
the window unable to look at her.
“This
is just as embarrassing for me as it is you Trevas,” she told him.
“I
highly doubt that.”
“I’m
sorry, let’s just forget that it happened, and I will make sure that it doesn’t
happen again.”
Trevas
turned toward her, and she smiled at him, he shook his head in disbelief. He
put his arm around her and kissed the top of her head. “You mention one word of
this to Fletcher, and I will hire a hit man to take you out,” he threatened,
and she hugged him back.
“Come
on, let’s get something to eat. I’m taking your mom to a club.”
“My
mother is going to a club?” he asked, shocked.
“Yup,”
she admitted, and he told her he would be down in a minute, and she left him.
Trevas
text Alley and she was reading it when her mother came back down.
“We’re
good, what do you want on your pizza?” Peyton asked.
“Pepperoni,
mushrooms and black olives,” she replied, reading the message.
“I
need papers or that little bowl that you keep hidden,” she read, and smiled and
went to him.
Alley
sat cross legged on the bed and tossed him a pack of papers. He sat beside her,
and she laughed at him, trying to roll a joint. “Do you need some help with
that?” she teased, and he handed it over to her.
“You’re
the expert,” he smiled, and got up, opened the window and turned the exhaust
fan on in her bathroom. They smoked about half of it and put it out.
“Do
you want to finish what you started?” she asked, laying down and rubbing his
abs with her hand.
He
moved her hand. “No freaking way,” he said, still freaked out about Peyton
walking in on them.
“You
don’t have to finish that, just get me off,” she said, and he laughed calling
her an overzealous evil princess.
“Stop
adding names, you’re going to have my whole body tattooed,” she teased and
straddled him. “Please,” she begged shoving her tongue into his mouth.
“You
are a spoiled, overzealous, rebellious, evil princess,” he told her kissing her
back, and then flipped her over, forcefully removing her shorts. He took her
without a second thought. He loved making love to her and staring down at her
beneath him as she arched her back and called out in pleasure.
“Awe
fuck Trevas,” she moaned, at the same time he thrust deep into her and released
himself, just in time to hear Kay yell up, telling them that the pizza was
there. She wasn’t about to come up to personally tell them. She didn’t know if
she would ever go back up there again.
Trevas
kissed the tip of her nose. “I love you,” he said and took her hand, pulling
her up with him.
“I
love you too, and I’m very hungry,” she replied, getting dressed.
“You’re
not hungry. You’re stoned, and you have the munchies.”
“Hmm,
that could be it,” she agreed. “I am pretty stoned.”
“Me
too, and now I’m paranoid to go downstairs.”
Alley
laughed and looked at her eyes in the mirror. “We better use some Visine,” she
decided, and took it from the bathroom medicine cabinet where they both
squirted it into their eyes.
“How’s
that?” she asked.
“Your
eyes look okay, but you’re still stoned.”
Alley
laughed, and they walked down and sat at the table with their parents. They
laughed over things that Kay or Peyton said that wasn’t really funny, and ate
more than their fair share of pizza.
“If
I didn’t know better I would think you two were stoned,” Peyton told them, and
they laughed even harder.
Trevas
took Alley all the way to Cross to watch a movie, and Peyton and Kay went out
to the club. Kay didn’t think she had ever had so much fun in her life, and was
quite taken aback by how the famous people she was introduced to were so down
to earth, and really were just like her. Although she was worried that she
would feel out of place and be awkward around Peyton’s superstar friends she
fit in just fine, and was able to laugh and have a good time.
She
did wear Peyton’s clothes and had on a black mini skirt with a sexy satin blue
shirt with a black design and black high heel shoes that also belonged to
Peyton. She did feel awkward on the way home when James came home with Peyton.
James was all over Peyton in the back seat. She tried hard to look out the
window and not pay attention, but could still tell what was going on.
Trevas
and Alley were already in bed when they arrived, and Peyton of course went
right to bed. Trevas came down when he heard them come home, and his mom was
removing the heels.
“Did
you have fun?” he asked.
“I
had a blast Trevas. I haven’t had that much fun in years,” she admitted.
He
started to ask where Peyton was and then heard the noises of her moans coming
from the opened glass door. She had hers opened too, and they were practically
side by side. He moved over and slid it closed, and they laughed when he turned
back to his mom.
“James?”
he asked, and she nodded.
“Sit
with me,” she requested, and stumbled a little when she sat on the sofa.
“Are
you drunk mom?” he asked, sitting beside her.
“What
was it Alley said the other day?” she asked, thinking about it. “Most
definitely,” she admitted, and he laughed at her.
“We
have to go to the auction tomorrow Trevas,” she said, sounding a little sad.
He
wrapped his arm around her and kissed her head. “I know. I’m not looking forward
to it either. I’m not buying anything. I don’t want it,” he stated.
“What
about grandpas war medals? You don’t want those?”
“Grandpa
gave those to me about five years ago, and grandma gave me her hand written
recipes,” he explained, and she smiled, knowing that was probably all that he
cared about.
“I
hate the thought of people scavenging through their things,” she admitted.
“Me
too, and I talked to Anna tonight, and she sounds like she is trying to get out
of it too.”
“I
know, I talked to her too, but she will be there,” Kay guaranteed. “Can I take
your car in the morning? I want to go spend the day with them tomorrow before
the auction. I figured it would be easier for me to not be sad around them if I
do it before the auction.”
Trevas
kissed her head again. “Yes you can take my car.”
Alley
woke to Trevas staring at the ceiling with his hands over his head the
following morning, and she knew he was having some trepidation about the
auction. She rolled over to him, and he moved his arm down to hold her.
“I
wish you didn’t have to go through this Trevas,” she softly told him, kissing
his chest.
“Me
too, but I will be glad to get it over with.”
“You
know that I’m going with you, don’t you?”
Trevas
smiled, and Alley’s phone buzzed from the dresser, he reached over and grabbed
it. “I figured you would,” he replied handing her phone.
He
looked at the text message from her friend Frankie.
“Haven’t
heard from you, you still alive?”
Alley
moved herself a little to text back.
“Yeah,
I’m good. I don’t think I will be getting drunk or getting anymore tattoos for
a while, but I’m good.”
Trevas
snorted, but was glad she told her that she wouldn’t be around.
“The
media have been driving us crazy wanting to know if you got a tattoo and what
it was.”
“I’m
not worried about that, I know you guys have my back.”
“Yeah
we kind of told them that you were here donating money for the tattoo dying
wish foundation.”
“LOL,
good, nosey, fucking bastards anyway, tell Alfie and Lake hey for me.”
“Will
do, you take care girl.”
“You
too Frankie.”
“Come
on, I will make us some breakfast,” Trevas told her when her phone rang, and
she saw that it said dad. She let it ring, debating on whether or not to answer
it.
“Answer
it Alley,” Trevas demanded and she slid it open but didn’t speak.
“I
know you’re there,” Fletcher said.
“What
do you want dad?”
“I
want to say that I’m still very mad at you, but I’m sorry for overreacting, and
yes I still want you to do this movie.”
“Fine,
I’m busy, I will talk to you later.”
“Alley,
don’t stay mad at me. Come over Friday night for a party.”
“I
don’t want to come to one of your parties. You have a party every weekend.”
“I
do not.”
“Pretty
much you do. You have a party because you bought a new shirt or because it’s
Friday.”
“That’s
not true, and besides your mom and Kay are coming.”
“They
are?”
“Yes,
so you should come too.”
“Dad
I don’t want to come because Trevas has to pretend to be security and I can’t
be with him.”
“Alley,
we made a deal, and it has to be that way, at least until this movie is over.”
“I
highly doubt he is going to want to come and stand on the sidelines at one of
your parties, especially with me, mom and his mom all being there.”
“I
bet he won’t mind, his friend Chase is going to be here, they can catch up.”
“I
will let you know. I have to go dad.”
“Okay,
I will talk to you later.”
“I’ll
be down in a little bit, I’m going to take a bath,” Alley told Trevas and
kissed his lips.
Peyton
was sitting at the bar with her head in her hands drinking coffee when Trevas
came down and poured himself a cup.
“Rough
night?” he asked.
“Go
to hell,” she spat out, and he laughed.
“Is
your friend still here?” he asked.
“What
friend?” she asked, wondering how he knew that James had stayed. He was in bed
when they got home, and James left just after daylight.