Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Well, the only thing to do is to move on. I re-apply some blush, swoosh my blonde locks over one shoulder, and then put a smile on my face. By now, the party’s already started, and with a march to my step, I make my way down to the living rom. As I approach, the sound of conversation greets my ears, as well as the clinking of champagne glasses and the tinkle of music. A particularly boisterous laugh wafts up the stairwell and I stop. Is that...?
Sure enough, when I step into the living room, David Cooper spots me right away. He doesn’t look bad tonight. His hair is as angrily red as ever, but he has a blue shirt on that shows off his eyes, as well as black pants and black loafers. A smile lights his face, and he speeds right over to say hello.
“Hey Nova,” he burbles, handing me a red Solo cup filled with a golden liquid. “Thanks for having us.”
I take the cup, peering in at the contents.
“Hey David,” I say with a nice smile. “I didn’t know you were coming.”
He grins, looking a bit like Alfred E. Neuman from Mad Libs.
“Yeah, my folks and I have lived on this block for years,” he said. “I didn’t know this was your party.”
“It’s my stepdad’s party,” I correct, catching sight of Hunter standing in a corner, talking to a very beautiful woman. She’s clad in a long red column dress, which highlights her slender curves and swooshing ebony hair. Immediately, jealousy consumes my form and I feel like a squat pork dumpling in my brown cocktail number. But I have to act normal as that bitch simpers up at Hunter while batting her lashes.
“I only moved in over the summer,” I say in an explanatory tone. “Before, I was living with my bio dad, but he was transferred to Dubai for work. So we figured out an arrangement where I’d stay here for my senior year.” Oh my god. My knuckles are going white on the red Solo cup and I swear, I’m going to crush this plastic thing if that Snow White bitch steps a millimeter closer to my stepfather. Unfortunately, it happens. She pretends to almost spill something, leaning towards Hunter, and of course, he catches her by the waist. But not before she presses those huge tits against his chest, her red lips parted in shock as she stares up at him.
This is total bullshit! What the hell! Does he not get that she’s a total tramp throwing herself at him like some cheap piece of trash? Oh my god, I wish I could storm over there and slap her face.
But of course, I can’t. So I merely grit my teeth and then smile at David again.
“Hey, let me show you my room!” I chirp in a bright voice, eager to get away from this party as soon as humanly possible. “It’s a really nice townhouse, and Hunter set me up with a suite on the second floor. Come on!”
Then, without waiting to see if David’s following, I scamper up the stairs as fast as I can. I have to get away from the ludicrous woman in the red dress as she throws herself at my stepdad ... because I’ll wring her neck if I see them kiss when the clock hits twelve.
6
Hunter
What the fuck? Did Nova think I didn’t see? Of course, I spotted the young woman as soon as she made an appearance downstairs. She looked gorgeous, wearing a strapless cocktail dress that showed off her huge bust. Not only that, but it cinched in at the waist, before flaring at the hips, and the hem was so short that her legs looked about ten miles long. Fuck, the young woman is gorgeous and my cock ached just looking at her.
But I was just about to go over and say hello, when a young man cut me off. Evidently, I wasn’t the only one who saw Nova making an entrance, and a ridiculous freckled boy with red hair zoomed over, practically panting with eagerness. I saw how his eyes caressed her big tits. I saw how he handed her a giant cup brimming with alcohol. And even worse, I saw how Nova smiled at him, all charm and beauty, as his cock hardened in his pants.
Yeah, maybe she didn’t notice from her vantage point, but I could clearly see a stiffie forming in the red-headed kid’s trousers. Fuck! It went from bad to worse then. Nova shot the young man a coy smile, and then turned on her high heels and beckoned to him over one shoulder. His chubby sprang to full mast. It was fucking gross, how that thing went from a bump beneath the fabric to a live hard-on in the middle of my living room. What a fucking douche.