Simone's POV

"What did I lie about?" Brian asked me softly, his drunken dark orbs staring back into mine. I smiled lightly, noticing our closeness and I had to admit, this asshole was good, making me feel like I was the only girl in the world. And I don't mean like that fucking Rihanna song, this fucker was actually turning me on as he pushed a strand of hair off my nearly naked shoulder. Sure, he was attractive, charming, and really made me wet but I knew his type. Brian was the typical playboy, party-boy, entitled bastard who thought he could get away with lying to me. Hell, I was basically him without a dick! Hell fucking no was I going to fall for his playboy charm and sexy lips.

I chuckled soundlessly to myself as he leaned in to close the distance between us. I was withering with anticipation to give this fucker the first 'no' of his life. Though I had to admit, I was having a good time with him. I just wanted him to work for the best fucking kiss he would ever have. Simone Reaghan of Until Again was not the typical bitch on the street, Haner. How fucking stupid could he be? Did he really think he could fucking bat his amazing eyes, pucker his sexy lips, and charm his way into my bed? He was going to have to work harder than this to win me over.

Just as his lips are about graze mine I shout, "You don't have a fucking cat tattoo!"I threw my head back in drunken laugher. The look on his face was priceless: a mix between confusion, lust, and anger? "You can't fucking lie to me and then try and kiss me!" I laughed. Okay, so I don't give two fucks that he doesn't have a cat tattoo. It's more the principle of the thing. I wasn’t about to start a relationship or whatever it was we were doing on a bed of lies.

"I-I..." Haner stammered, looking around all drunk and confused.

"You what? Thought it would be that easy!" Roared with laughter. “You’re gonna have to work for it…that is unless you’re a fucking pussy!” Without a moment of hesitation, I turned and splashed the frigid water at Brian, causing his eyes to narrow before we were in a full out water war. We were both standing, pushing the freezing salty water at each other in as large of waves as we could must.

“I fucking hate cats!” Brian hissed out as he splashed water into my face. “I’m allergic! The Rev made that profile as a joke! Nothing on it is true except for me playing the guitar.” Brian suddenly stops, his muscular tattooed body outlined by the moonlight. “But you already knew that,” he added with his signature cocky grin. Oh, there’s the bastard I’ve seen in passing at the studio!

I suddenly freeze at his words, half slumped over in mid splash. “So this is all some kind of joke?” I hissed out in a deadly tone. “You came out on a date with me as a joke? Are you FUCKING KINDING ME?!” I had never felt so used or betrayed in all of my life, and to think that I was actually enjoying my time with this asshole. God I needed a smoke and about fifty more beers to get the murderous feeling in my body to subside.

Brian gapped at me for a moment before he took a step towards me, only to slip on the slippery elegy covered rock we were standing on. He drunkenly spluttered around for a moment before he found his footing again as I stood laughing my ass off at him. “I-I didn’t ask you out as a joke!” he insisted, spitting out water.

“Please! You just fucking admitted it!” I turned my back on him and started to head toward my pile of clothes. This evening had been a fucking bust and a really hoped that I could catch up with Nick for a night cap to forget this shit ever happen. Yeah, I line or two and I would sleep like a baby and this will all be a distant nightmare. I was such a fucking idiot to believe Synyster Gates had good intention.

Suddenly I feel a hand grab me by the arm and spin me around. Oh, he’s fucking lucky I haven’t beat his ass yet! “I asked you out because I thought you were fucking cool, not because of a joke,” Brian said, his eyes burning down into mine. Oh, shut up body, I don’t care how fucking hot he looks right now, he is a fucking asshole. Don’t respond to him. “I just meant the that profile thing was a joke, not the date.”

I narrowed my icy blue eyes at him as his browns pleaded with me. Was this really sincerity coming from Gates? Could I trust his sexy slimy ass? Well, as much as I hated to admit it, I had a really great time with him tonight up until this moment. Maybe I should give him a chance to redeem himself. “Well, you’re going to have to prove it to me,” I said matter-of-factly as I cross my arms over my practically transparent bra. A small smile pulled at Gates’ drunken face at my words as he took a step towards me.

“Oh, baby, you’re not going to know what hit you.” Gates throws another sexy smirk at me before throwing me my clothes. “Get dressed,” he ordered, my brow shooting up at him. “Come on, aren’t you fucking freezing?”

“Fine,” I snapped, watching his every move. He wasn’t going to pull wool over my eyes. I watched as me pulled his shirt over his perfect abs, quickly followed by his jeans and boots. As I put my own clothes back on, I couldn’t help but notice Gates pull out his phone as a small smirk pulled over his lips. “What? Got another girl lined up?” I scoffed,shaking my head and kicking myself for giving him a second chance.

“No, but would you like to go to party at Shadow’s place?” Gates wiggled his sexy eyebrows at me and I knew that my defenses were useless—I couldn’t say no to alcohol.

“Fuck, let’s go!” I say, grabbing my shoes and drunkenly racing toward the road for a cab.


Zacky’s POV

“This way, my lady,” I said, ushering Danielle into the house through the patio door. “Welcome to Château de Shadows.” I put my hand on the small of her back and follow her into the kitchen, only for my eyes to land on the huge mess we neglected to clean up from earlier. I let out a long sigh and ran my fingers through my hair. Fuck, this wasn’t where I wanted to make this girl fall in love with me! There was no fucking way I was going to win this bet in here, though I had to admit that Danielle was pretty awesome. I had never met a girl like her before. She was beautiful, funny, sassy, sarcastic, and always had some smartass comment. Dani was definitely Vengeance girlfriend material, but I didn’t have time to think about that now. I had a bet and a vintage Mustang to steal from Sanders.

Danielle turned around to look at the disaster in front of us with a raised brow before turning to me. “Well, it looks like guys know how to have a fucking good time!” she said, surprising the hell out of me. “Let’s get these fucking shots going! Woo!”

I shook my head and laughed as I opened the bottles of Patron, Jack Daniels, and Grey Goose and set up a long line of plastic shot glasses. I quickly pour a line of each of the liquors before turning to see everyone watching me and drooling over the shots.

“Hurry the fuck up, Baker!” Jimmy screamed as he danced around Kayla who had a mischievous smirk on her pale face. I wasn’t sure what she was playing at but I knew Jimmy was fucking crazy about her.

“Hold up, guys! I think we need a shot challenge! Weasley Girl against Danielle first,” I said, throwing a knowing wink at Jimmy. Hell, if we got these girls drunk off their asses, it would be smooth sailing to the bedroom, though part of me was sure that Jimmy and Kayla would already be there if they were alone.

“You assholes do realize her name is Kayla, right?” Riles said as she dragged Matt in by the front of his shirt. I raised my brow at him as he shot me a wink and gave me two thumbs up. Oh that sly dog was going to get lay that fine piece of ass by the end of the night. “And pour me in, Baker.”

Riles climbed up on the stool next to Kayla and Danielle as I poured the six shots. “I hope you’re up for the challenge, babe,” I said, puckering my lips at Danielle. “These two crazy bitches can throw them back like nothing I’ve ever seen before.” I watched as Danielle threw her head back and laughed, her long red locks falling back on her shoulders. Damn she was fucking beautiful.

“Who the hell do you think taught them how to drink?” she laughed, throwing at wink at the other two. “But seriously though guys, we’ve been drinking for years before we met you. I think we fucking got this!”

“Alright, first one to finish their five shots is the winner,” Jimmy said, messaging Kayla’s shoulders in a Rocky-esk fashion. “On your mark, get set, go!”

My green eyes flew back and forth between the three girls as they each threw back shot after shot, not one of them wincing after the bitter burning shots of Patron. “Damn, they have fucking done this before,” I muttered to Matt as he practically eye fucked Riley the entire time.

“And we have a winner!” Jimmy screamed, my eyes falling upon Danielle as she shot both of her hands up into the air. She instantly jumped up off the bar stool and started her victory dance around the kitchen as Riley and Kayla roared with laughter. Those two were mere seconds behind in finishing their shots.

“Fuck YEAH!” Danielle screamed, climbing up onto her barstool and clambering over the island toward me. She danced on the counter for a moment before she fell forward from her intoxication. I caught her in my arms and spun her around in a circle before quickly pressing her lips to mine. However, our moment was once again interrupted by Riley.

“Fuck you guys, that shit was rigged! Baker totally poured less in her shot glasses than ours so that he could fuck Dani…not that I’m complaining about getting more alcohol. I just know he fucking rigged that shit!” Riley hissed as I held up my arms mock defense. It was obvious that she had been drinking for some time tonight so I would let Matt deal with her. The feisty little blond narrowed her eyes and held up her middle finger at me as I pulled Danielle into my embrace again. “Let’s go, Sanders.” She smirked wickedly as she grabbed Matt by the arm and lead him towards the upstairs.

“Nice knowing you, Shadz,” I laughed. “Don’t let her fucking knock your ass out again. That little monster will eat you alive!”

“Oh, I fucking hope so and the only way I’m getting knocked out is from exhaustion,” Matt said with a wink right before Riles gave him an innocent smile. “Who little ol’ me? I wouldn’t harm a fly,” she said in a southern accent before yanking Matt out of sight. “But mind your own business, you fucking cheater!” Riles stuck her petite tattooed finger and the corner and flipped me off again before disappearing. Damn, that girl was a hot little tamale but I wasn’t about to crack a smart short joke at her. I knew better after seeing what she accidentally did to Matt.

“Don’t mind her,” Kayla said with a small chuckle after they left the room, a cigarette magically appearing in her slender hand. “She’s always been a sore loser and congrats Dani girl.” The redhead threw Danielle a small wink before picking up a hand full of shots and heading out towards the patio.

“Where are you going, Ginny?” Jimmy called after her. “I’ve got to beat Baker’s ass at the shot challenge first! Let’s mix this shit up! DEATHBATS!” He scream-sang, taking the shaker from the counter and pouting equal parts of each hard liquor into it.

I shook my head after planting a small kiss on Dani’s forehead, watching the shit colored liquid spill over the top of ten shot glasses. I remembered the last time that Jimmy and I had a Deathbat shot challenge, and the main thing that I remembered was not remembering anything after. Fuck, I wanted to show Danielle a good time but I wasn’t about to back out of a challenge.

“Oh, you’re going down, Jimbo,” I chuckled, pulling away from Danielle and stepping up to the counter. “Will you count us off, beautiful?” I threw her a wink, noticing a small blush fall over her cheeks.

“Fuck yeah, and you better win.” Without another word, Danielle leaned in and pulled me into a kiss. As our lips fully met for the first time, Jimmy made gagging noises before throwing a plastic shot glass at my head.

“Hurry the fuck up! Ginny is going to start fucking herself if I leave her alone too long!” he said, bouncing up and down like an excited puppy as Kayla’s head appeared in the door. “I cant complete with a fucking pool noodle!”

I snorted with laughter as I turned back toward the counter, giving Danielle an apologetic look. “Just stick your dick in the hole at the end and have at it. Think of it as a cock extension. Or you could try the pool shark if that doesn’t work ” I chuckled.

“Fuck you, let’s do this!” Jimmy laughed, basically sticking his middle finger up my nose.

“Fine, just keep it in your pants, man,” Danielle laughed, gasping for air. I think the shots were starting to get to her. “On three. One…two…three!”

My hands instantly moved to grab two shots and they both went down easily, the burn a welcome feeling in the back of my throat. After the third Deathbat, the burn started to become a little more intense. I gagged down the fourth and forced myself to swallow the fifth.

“Damn these shots taste like ass!” I said, slamming the last shot glass down on the counter, but Jimmy was already running out the door.

“FUCK YOU BAKER! SUCK MY DICK! I FUCKING BEAT YOU AGAIN!” Jimmy screamed from the patio door before disappearing into the darkness.

“Shit, I cant believe he fucking beat me again,” I hissed, slamming my fist down on the counter as the warm feeling came over my body. Suddenly, Danielle’s pale hand was on mine and I turned to see a small seductive smile on her lips.

“I thought that was pretty impressive,” she said with a smile, taking a step towards me. “But I think you owe me something…”

“Oh?” I asked just as he lips crashed into mine, our tongues instantly danced in a battle for dominance. I moved my hands up to tangle in her long red hair just as a loud bang sounded upstairs.

“JOHNNY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED, YOU SICK BASTARD!?”

Notes

What is Johnny doing in Matts room? What are Riles and Matt up to now? Why did Kayla sneak out onto the patio with a handful of shots?