Emery [bxb]

67

After midterms, Em and I hit up another party to celebrate the successful completion of our exams.

I make eye contact with two beautiful blonde chicks within seconds of entering the house.

"Em," I knock his shoulder, nodding in their direction. "Whaddaya say, you and me? Those two girls?"

"I don't know, Brandon..."

"You're just not drunk enough," I laugh, grabbing two longnecks off the counter and passing one to Emery.

"We have a deal, remember?" He scowls.

We go outside and sit with our legs in the pool, just drinking and talking.

"I love this song," I moan when my favourite rap song comes on.

"I know," Emery huffs, rolling his eyes with a small smirk.

I knock shoulders with him.

"Hey. Vegas. You and me."

"Hmm?"

"We could go."

"How-"

"I'll figure it out. Just you and me, though. No fuckin', like...hoes or anyone."

"No Aly?" Emery's eyes twinkle teasingly.

"No, not her, fuck."

He laughs, downing another draught of his beer.