"Just ‘cause I ordered a tea?" I smirked.
"No. You didn't even bring a girl home this afternoon. Just seems rare." Derek shrugged. "I'm thinking you might be growing up a little."
"Not a chance." I turned my attention to the waitress as she delivered our drinks. "Hey, baby. Is there a good place to go d
ancing around here?"
"Oh, yeah. There's a great club in the center of town. Did you guys just get here?" She gave me a cute smile.
"We sure did." I lifted my phone, checking the time. "You wanna go with me tomorrow night? Let me watch you shake your ass on the floor for me?"
She glanced around at the guys around me as her eyes widened a little. I extended my hand toward her.
"Don't mind them. They're just protection in case I run into an adoring fan. Brody." I shook her hand and bit my lip a little as I checked her out.
"Protection?" Her voice was nothing more than a whisper. She was flustered.
"Yeah. My dad is a senator." I shrugged and picked up my tea. "Anyway. You're cute. Let me get your digits before we leave."
"Okay, yeah. Sure." She smiled and walked off as I turned back to my friends and settled back.
"What the fuck was that?" Clay leaned in and gave me a look.
"What? You guys are right. I'm in a funk. Time to up the game." I shrugged, feeling a little better now that I had plans for the next night. The chances of me bedding the hottie from earlier were slim. Either way, if she was at the party, my main goal was to get her name. It was hard to invite her into my daydreams without a name to groan.
"Incredible." Daniel laughed and readjusted his glasses. "I need to figure out how to do this."
"No, you don't." Clay glanced over at him.
"I think it's more about Brody being a good-looking whore and less about a set of steps he could teach you," Derek offered, causing all of us to laugh.
"Fuck you guys for being ugly and making it harder than it should be." I smiled as they gave me shit. "I'm going to the john. Don't steal my girl while I'm gone."
I walked to the back of the burger joint, checking out a few new faces as I walked through the crowd. The party would be fun, and I planned on getting fucked up. It was someone else's turn to play the responsible adult in the group. I'd taken the last round and been bored out of my mind. Drunk chicks didn't seem appealing unless I was drunk, too.
The door to the women’s room opened at the same time as I opened the door to walk out of the men’s room, causing them to hit hard.
"I'm sorry." I moved out and stopped short. The pretty girl that had denied me help at the dock was standing there in the same shock I was. Her brown hair was curled at the ends, her makeup perfect, and her tight smile was sexy as fuck. "You again. You following me?"
"You wish." She turned and walked back toward the restaurant, ignoring me.
My stomach tightened as I let my eyes run down the long line of her legs. Her dress was pretty, sensual, yet not over the top. She was confident in herself. I could tell by the way she held her head up a little, her shoulders back.
"Damn," I mumbled and followed her back to her table. Three other girls sat with her, each of them pretty in their own way, but nothing compared to her. "Hey, girls. I'm Brody."
The one from the dock earlier smiled and extended her hand to me. "I'm Emily. Nice to meet you, Brody."
"Ahh... The pretty girl that helped me out of the lake when her friend denied me so coldly." I gave a puppy dog look and the other two laughed.
"You didn't need help." Hottie glanced up at me. "And, we're not buying what you're selling."
"I might be." The dark-skinned beauty beside her extended her hand. "I'm Dedra. Whatcha selling, exactly?"
"And, I'm Cindy. Are you here with friends, or do you want to join us?" The redhead at the table moved over like she was going to share her chair with me.
"No!" The only girl at the table whose name I wanted spoke up, sounding rather pissy. Surprise, surprise. "He's got friends. He can sit with them."
"I'll leave you girls in peace. I just wanted to invite you to a big party that Clint's throwing up at the mansion in town." I turned my attention back to her, studying her dark eyes and distrusting glare.