Draw the Line

chapter sixteen

She stares at it for a second, biting down on the inside of her lip, trying to decide if she wants to do it or take the three shots to get out of it. When she looks up, she has a determined smirk on her face as she drops the block onto the counter. "Give someone a lap dance."

Luke tenses when Olivia looks around the group, considering her options. Tilting her head back, she drowns her drink before pointing to Cooper on the other side, curling her finger in a come here motion. His eyes bulge, and the shit-eating grin on his face is unmistakable as he walks through the crowded kitchen toward Olivia.

I watch Luke, contemplating whether or not I should step in, but when Cooper sits down in the chair he pulled up, she steps up between his open legs and bends over, arching her back, so her perky ass is hard to miss as she leans forward and whispers something in Coop's ear. His eyes widen, and he nods quickly, and when she pulls back to look at him, her smile deepens as Luke takes a step closer to them. I take a step closer, too, ready to pull Luke off of Cooper if I need to, but when Olivia turns around and looks him dead in the eye, he stops and watches as she lowers herself onto Cooper's lap, moving her hips to the beat of the song blasting in the living room.

Coop keeps his hands to himself as Olivia dances on him, which might be the only reason Luke hasn't stopped this yet. That, or the fact that Olivia's icy glare was enough to freeze him in his tracks. Olivia turns around and bends down again, only this time she climbs onto his lap, making her little skirt ride dangerously high up her thighs as she straddles him.

"Okay, that's enough." Luke's voice is sharp as he steps up to the chair. 

Cooper has definitely picked up on the anger radiating from him because he doesn't even argue. Instead, he looks up at Olivia, who seems annoyed as she glares at Luke.

"It said a lap dance. That means a whole song."

"No, it has a twenty-second cap," he says, nodding curtly to Cooper to get the fuck up.

Cooper looks between them, eyes widening. He's starting to realize what's going on here. And by the oh fuck expression on his face, he suddenly doesn't want to be under Olivia Beck anymore.

"Get up, Cooper," Luke says through his teeth.

"No, stay, Cooper," Olivia says, putting her hand on his shoulder.

Cooper looks between them, holding his hands up in defeat. There's no winning here.

"Unlike some people in this room, I'm not a quitter." Olivia smiles sweetly at Coop before she starts to move her hips to the beat of the song again, ignoring Luke standing right beside them as she rubs her ass on Cooper's lap.

I can feel Cooper's pain. The second he stands up with a hard-on, he's going to have to look Luke in the eye, and that shit's going to be awkward as fuck. But it's not his fault; no one could get a lap dance like that and come out the other side clean. Especially not from Olivia Beck.

The song ends a few seconds later, and when Olivia stands up and turns around with a smug ass grin, Cooper doesn't even meet Luke's angry stare as he shoots up and makes a beeline for the other side of the island, grabbing his beer from the counter before dipping out of the kitchen altogether. Safe move, Coop, but I bet that shit's going to come back up tomorrow when Luke's sober and pissed off again.

Olivia's ignoring Luke's pissed-off glare as she steps closer to me, and when she looks over at Josie, satisfaction shines in her emerald eyes.

"Go ahead, Jo." She nods toward the tower, already refilling her cup with the bottle of vodka.

Josie hesitates as she stares at the tower, but when she steps up, I can't hold back my smile when she has to rock up onto her tiptoes and stretch as far as she can to reach one of the blocks. She looks down at the block, and I can see the heat rushing up to her cheeks already.