When Hottie Met Junkie - Adam Woods, Ishita Garg (best beach reads of all time TXT) 📗

there before last year.”

“Just checking.” She said.

I gave her a glance and nodded.

After what felt like walking miles, we reached Ramona’s backyard and saw some of our batch mates chatting away, holding Bacardi glasses in their hands. The swimming pool shimmered under the heat of the sun. There was a yellow inflatable boat floating which was filled beer bottles and ice to keep them cool. A few people were already in the pool, standing by the edge with a glass of drink in their hands. I saw Matt in the pool, half-naked and standing next to Ramona. He was wearing red knee-length boxers and his usually gelled hair was tousled, falling in his eyes. Ramona, who was clearly flirting with him, wore a black one-piece Arena swimsuit, the kind with the strappy back. Matt caught my glance and waved at me. Ramona followed his gaze, clearly irritated with the huge grin Matt got on his face while watching me walk towards him. I smiled slightly.

“Hey, there,” I said to Matt, who was getting out of the pool now and picked up a towel from a rack nearby.

“Hi,” Matt said excitedly, coming forward to give me a hug. I held up a hand and he stopped in his tracks.

“What?” He asked, hurt.

“You’re dripping wet.” I said flatly. He looked down at himself and seemed to have realized the fact after me pointing it out.

“Oh, yea. But we are here to get wet, right?” He said, a smirk on his face.

“Later, maybe.” I replied to him in the same tone, shrugging.

Then I turned around and walked away.

Lauren, who was still next to me, whispered. “Wow. That was harsh, poor guy.”

I gave her a look and she suddenly said, “But he deserves that,” and nodded.

I smiled, “Of course.”

I saw Chloe and Jane come in together. Chloe looked beautiful in her transparent pink dress thrown over her black bikini and her blond hair flowing around her shoulders while Jane looked sophisticated with her hair tied back, wearing a navy blue wrap around skirt above her bright red one piece swimsuit.

“Hey,” Jane said, smiling at me.

“You’re late,” I said to them, looking at my TagHeuer.

“It’s good to be late at times,” Chloe said, looking around, searching for Brandon, of course. “Has any of you seen Brandon?”

“No.” Lauren and I said together.

“Hello, hottie,” I heard someone say. Brandon.

“Hey, babe,” Chloe said, kissing him on the lips.

“Speak of the devil…” I muttered under my breath.

“Guys, I’ll see you later?” Chloe asked, although it seemed more like a statement to me than a question.

“Yeah, of course. See you.” Lauren said and Brandon took her away.

I picked up a drink from the tray that a waiter was holding, moving around to serve everyone and took a sip. I glanced around, taking in the surroundings. The place looked amazing, with a pool-side bar set up. There were counters laid out, filled with catered food. Ramona had used her billionaire Daddy’s platinum credit card to do all this, of course.

‘Demons’ was blaring out of the speakers and a few couples were dancing. Lounge chairs with what seemed like water proof pillows were laid around the pool and a few people were sitting on it comfortably, either drinking or making out.

The rock song came to an end and a slow song started to play. Matt appeared from nowhere and tapped on my shoulder. I turned around took look at him. He was now dry, wearing a button down shirt on with the boxers swapped for a pair of clean and dry blue denim jeans. He cleaned up pretty well. His hair was still wet, sticking out at places.

Seeing him, Lauren whispered to Jane, “I guess that’s our cue to go.”

I gave them a smile and mouthed “See you.”

Matt held out his hand. “Would you like to dance?” He asked, in a soft voice.

I couldn’t help but smile.

“Sure,” I replied to his question, putting my hand in his and letting him slide his arm around my waist. I rested mine on his shoulder and we swayed slowly with the music.

Matt looked down at me intently, his eyes never leaving mine.

I need this to be over, I thought. I cleared my throat, preparing myself to break his heart.

“Matt?” I said softly.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He said sweetly, which was kind of unlike him.

“Um… I think we need to talk,” I said, pressing my lips into a thin line.

His expressions changed. His face went from in-love and content to worried and confused.

“About what?” He asked, trying to hide the worry from his voice.

“Did you hook up with Ramona while I was in the hospital?” I asked him, my voice flat, clear of any emotions.

His eyebrows shot up. “Of course not,” he exclaimed.

“Don’t lie to me, Matt. I know you did.”

His eyes showed shame. His grip around me tightened, making me a little uncomfortable.

“Yes,” he whispered.

I got out of his hold and started to walk away but he held my hand before I could.

“I am sorry, I really am,” he said.

“It’s over, Matt.” I said, looking him straight in the eye.

“Please.” He said, pleading.

I shook my head. He let go off my hand and I walked towards where Lauren and Jane were.

“Well played,” Lauren said to me, when Matt was out of earshot. I shrugged like it was no big deal.

I turned to look at him and he was sitting on a couch, tying the laces of his sneakers, ready to get out of this place. Jane, standing next to Ren, was taking in the scene too. She surely had a sensitive spot for him.

He actually looked sorry. I thought.

“Don’t tell me you are actually going to be upset over this,” Lauren said, shaking me a little.

I shook my head, trying to get Matt’s guilt stricken face out of my mind.

“It’s okay being upset about it,” Jane said to me.

“I am not upset.” I said firmly. “He got what he deserved”

“That’s the spirit,” Lauren cheered me on.

“Want to get out of here?” Jane asked me.

“Yeah, that seems like a good idea. What about Chloe?”

“She has a ride home,” Lauren said, glancing at her. She was sitting on one of the couches, making out with Brandon.

“I’ll text her,” Jane said, taking her Blackberry out of her clutch.

“Before we leave, can we grab something to eat? I am starving,” Lauren said, putting a hand over her bare tummy.

Jane and I shrugged. After eating a few canapés, I was dying to get out of this place.

“Come on, let’s go now.” I said to both of them, impatiently.

“Where to?” Lauren asked me as we made our way out of the mansion.

“My place.” Jane said.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

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Text: Adam Woods & Ishita Garg
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Publication Date: 07-24-2013

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