Chased By The Bad Boy

Chapter Seven

Declan’s POV

I stepped out of our bathroom in my red dressing gown and did a twirl as Daxton started to laugh. ‘Oh dude, you did not’ he sniggered.

‘Oh yes I did’ I replied, as I lifted the collar of my black silk shirt and pulled a fake pipe out of my pocket. ‘Just got to find me some playboy bunnies and I’m golden.’

Shaking his head, my roommate stood up, his Knights outfit showing off his muscles, yep he was getting one of the girl’s into his pants tonight. ‘I got to go pick up Kota and her roommate’ he said as he grabbed the keys to his truck, ‘you sure you’re OK to get to the party? I could drop you first and then go back for them?’

I waved my hand, ‘nah, go get your sister, I have a taxi coming in ten’ I assured him as I stuffed some money and my key card into my pocket and opened the door to our room, letting him walk past me.

Heading out into the warm evening air, Daxton gave me a wave as he jogged over to his truck and slid in, I glanced down the road to see my cab heading toward me, stopping in front of me so I could clamber in.

As we pull up to the party, my spirits lift, now this is what I’m talking about! Everyone was in costume, masks firmly in place as people made out on the lawn. Thrusting some bills at the driver, I clambered out and head inside, making a bee line for the kitchen and the booze.

One of the frat boys was manning the keg, and he gave me an appreciative grin, ‘playboy mansion’ he nodded, ‘niiiiiiice.’

I accepted the cup of foamy liquid and tipped it toward him in a silent salute, before gulping it down and handing it back for him to refill. Taking the second offering, I headed back into the main area in search of some bunnies to pimp up my outfit. Let’s be honest, there’s always a couple of girls who go for the playboy bunny costume, might as well show them some attention.

Skirting the edge of the dance floor, I winked at a few girls who were eyeing me hungrily. I bumped fists with a couple of guys I knew from my classes, stopping to chat until a arm landed across my shoulder. Glancing over, I grinned as Daxton’s face beamed over at me.

‘You took your time’ I said, glancing behind him and frowning when I realised he was alone. ‘Where’s your sister? Did she bail on you?’

Daxton’s face darkened as he shook his head, ‘got there and three d***s were giving her and her friend hassle, had their hands on her and everything.’

I scowled, ‘where are they? We can head back if you need’ I offered, preparing myself to leave, I’d only had two beers, I could handle myself.

‘Nah, it’s OK, I dealt with it’ my friend replied, his features smoothing out, ‘made sure they knew to let all their slimy friends know that Dakota is off limits.’

Nodding, I glanced down at my empty cup with a frown, ‘I gotta get a refill, you need one?’ I asked.

Daxton shook his head, holding up the full cup in his hand as he released my shoulders and nodded toward his basketball buddies. ‘I’m going to say hi, come find me after and I’ll introduce them to you as you’re going to be part of the team’ he smirked.

Chuckling I shook my head, ‘I haven’t even tried out yet dude, stop telling the future, or at least predict the lotto numbers so we can get rich.’

Giving him a shoulder nudge, I weaved my way back through the crowd, winking at a few girls as I passed before reaching the kitchen and handing my cup over again to have it returned full.

Glancing around, I decide to do a circuit of the garden, see who’s out there, reaching the door, I step to the side as a black haired girl stormed through, two cups in her hand and makes a bee line toward the spirits.

Walking out, my gaze flits over the sea of people, taking note of the hot tub and trying to decide if I want to squeeze in there with the group already there dressed only in their underwear. Thoughts of hot tubs leave my head as my eyes settle on the fairy dressed in white by the wall. Bridget said she was coming as a fairy, and there was no mistaking that sheet of red hair that flowed down her back.

I studied her for a moment, the outfit was more demure than I expected from a girl who had literally got on her knees behind campus and sucked me off, but it was a fancy dress party after all, and I could totally get behind sullying a virtuous innocent fairy in many different ways.

Stalking up behind her, I leaned against the wall before saying ‘Hey beautiful’. Turning around, the eyes behind the mask were a vivid green that made my world tilt. f**k, I didn’t take notice before as we’d been a bit busy, but Bridget had fuckable eyes, they made me hard just from their intensity as she studied me, her expression confused. ‘Can I help you?’ she asked, her tone wasn’t overly friendly and the slight crease in her brow that I could just make out over the mask told me she couldn’t place who I was.

Of course, the stupid costume and mask, she didn’t recognise my voice, it’s not like we talked much after we left class. Deciding to help her out with her memory, I lifted my fake pipe to my lips and pretended to suck on it before replying, ‘you know you can beautiful, you helped me earlier, wanna go upstairs and help me again?’

Her mouth opened silently before snapping shut again, surprise evident on her face. Her lips turning down in a small pout in a way that made me want to nibble on it. She thrust her finger between us, pointing at herself and then at my chest, ‘did you just ask me to go upstairs with you and have s*x?’ she demanded.

I nodded immediately, figuring maybe that she was finally realising who I was, though my eyes had become riveted on her breasts that were demanding attention as they strained against the fabric of her dress. ‘Of course I did beautiful, you know that I can’t wait to take that sexy outfit off your gorgeous body’ I replied, licking my lips as I leaned closer and starting to move my hand toward her to catch her waist and pull her toward me.

She looked around us before bringing her gaze back to me, crossing her arms across her chest as she hissed, ‘do I look like a playboy bunny? In fact, do I look like some girl who is interested in a hook up?’

Eyes widening, I took an involuntary step back, ‘hey, you were more than happy to know me earlier. You seemed keen to meet up again tonight, sorry if I thought you might want a bit more no strings fun’ I replied, holding my hands up in surrender. ‘No problem love, it’s all good, you’re a one and done girl, I get that.’

‘I’m sorry? What did you just say?’ she demanded, her voice getting louder and louder, drawing attention from the crowd around us.

Before I could speak again, Daxton burst out of the kitchen, heading toward us, furiously. Standing next to her, he glowered at me, ‘what the f**k dude? What are you doing?’

‘He asked me to go upstairs with him and have s*x’ Bridget replied angrily, balling her fists by her side as she moved closer to Daxton whilst I stared at them in confusion.

‘Dude, I had no idea, you and her . .’ I started, s**t, if they were exclusively hooking up, I had seriously overstepped the bro code.

‘You asked her to have s*x?’ Daxton gritted out, taking a step toward me, ‘what the f**k, I told you that my sister is off limits!’

‘Mate, seriously, I didn’t . . ‘ Suddenly his words filtered into my mind, ‘wait, you said your sister was called Dakota’ I frowned.

Daxton nodded angrily, ‘yeah, and this is her, I was going to introduce you to her tonight, but it seems you already did that yourself.’ He growled angrily, ‘I thought you were my friend, what were you thinking?’

‘What is going on?’ came another voice before the black haired girl who had stormed past me earlier appeared at my side and was glaring between me and Daxton suspiciously.

‘This guy asked me to have s*x with him’, the girl who I now realised was in fact my roommate’s sister, hissed furiously.

‘I swear’ I started before again getting cut off as Dakota’s friend rounded on me, poking my chest painfully.

‘Does she look like one of your sluts, playboy?’ she demanded, ‘I should rip your balls off and force feed them to you just for thinking she's some easy lay.’

As I stammered over my words, backing away from the three angry people surrounding me, a pair of hands slipped around my shoulders as a voice purred in my ear. ‘I would know that tight ass anywhere Declan, I was hoping you would come find me when you arrived.’

Turning around, I came face to face with a girl in a slutty fairy costume, comprising of a black and red bodice with a tiny scrap of fabric at the bottom that barely covered her ass. Her long red hair was tied up in a plait that hung between the glittery wings that were clipped to her shoulders.

Groaning, I glanced back at Daxton and the white fairy, a sheepish look crossing my face, ‘you are not Bridget’ I muttered in embarrassment.

The red head shook her head, her arms still crossed over her chest as I glanced at Daxton who was looking between Bridget and his sister. I watched nervously as he took in the similar hair colour and the fact that, with heels, Dakota was within an inch of Bridget’s height, comprehension dawning on his face.

‘You thought . .’ he began before starting to laugh, ‘dude, you f****d upppppp.’

‘Shut up’ I groaned, trying to give Dakota an apologetic look, though I don’t think it worked as she glared at me before taking her friend’s hand and stalking away from us.

Clapping me on the shoulder, Daxton shook his head, ‘oh I need to go tell the guys that our new player just mistook my sister for his hook up.’

Rolling my eyes, I sent up a silent prayer for any entity to give me strength before meeting his humour filled gaze. ‘It was an easy mistake’ I muttered, ‘same colour hair and the same height, how was I supposed to know.’

Smirking, Daxton punched my shoulder, ‘hey, at least I don’t have to kick your ass’ he said with a shrug making me snigger.

‘Please, you wouldn’t stand a chance mate, I’d have wiped the floor with you’ I responded smugly.

‘Yeah yeah, you keep telling yourself that pretty boy’ the jock replied before giving us a wave and heading back into the house after his sister and her friend.

Bridget slipped her hand into mine, smiling lustfully at me, ‘shall we go find somewhere more private?’ she asked.

Nodding, I allowed her to pull me into the house, but I couldn’t help searching the crowd as we passed, looking for that pretty white fairy with the captivating green eyes.