Living with the Bentley Boys.

Living with the Bentley Boys [ 6 ]

              I dragged my feet out of my room and into the hallway where my father awaited. "Hey Daddy? How was work?" I chuckled sucking up too him, I hadn't done this in so long and he wasn't buying it.

              "Jaycee what was going on in there?" He asked tapping his foot impatiently.

              "Dad!" I blushed shyly, my cheeks heated up and I must have looked like a tomato. "Honestly? We had a fight and he wanted to make it up by taking me out, but I refused so we just crashed in my room and watched a movie." I replied shrugging my shoulder's, that was the truth but I wasn't sure how convinced Dad was.

              "I come home too see my daughter, in her room, with a boy, on her bed, with the curtains shut, the lights off, both of them practically naked wrapped around each other- and your telling me you were watching a movie?!" He asked gobsmacked.

              "When you put it that way..." I mumbled, this wasn't a conversation a girl ever needed to have with her father. His face fell as I chuckled. "Kidding! Honestly Dad we were watching some horror movie go and ask Kyle if you want, then it was too scary so we turned it off." I replied grinning like a fool.

              "Jaycee, why are you smiling like that?" Dad laughed uncomfortably. I shrugged my shoulder's. I was a weird teenager like that.

              "Where are the rest of the boys?" Dad asked. "The house seem's almost....too quiet for six boys."

              "Hey! We aren't that loud!" Dylan chuckled from his room.

              "Have you heard yourself?" Dad teased.

              "But we're entertaining!" Cole laughed from down the corridor. How that boy could hear us from that far away I didn't know.

              "They're at a party, they should be back by eleven." I smiled.

              "Why didn't you go?" He asked, loosening his tie after undoing his top shirt button.

              I gulped. "Didn't feel like it."

***

              "How's my favourite guuuuuuurl?" Zane slurred, I hit my face with my palm. He was drunk..great.

              "Couldn't you have controlled your brother!" I whispered angrily too Tyler who soon followed, sober..I hoped.

              "He's going to have a killer hang over tomorrow." Tyler grinned, completely ignoring me.

              "What the HELL is going on down here?" Kyle snapped, emerging into the kitchen with nothing but his boxer's on. Sometimes I really started to wonder whether boys with abs had any clothes or not.  

              "I feel so happpppy!" Zane chuckled sheepishly as he stumbled around, Kyle rubbed the sleep from his eyes glancing up at the clock. 

              "Ty! It's one fucking o'clock, where have you been? You were supposed to be back three hours ago!" Kyle scolded.

              "Sorry Mum!" Tyler teased rubbing his temple.

              "I love you Tyler!" Zane giggled placing a wet slobbery kiss on Tyler's cheek, I exchanged glances with Kyle before exploding into a laughing fit.

              "Shut up you knoob!" Kyle laughed. "Your Dad's asleep!" He stated.

              "He's back at work." I replied.

              "Zane you wanker!" Tyler groaned rubbing desperately at his wet cheek. 

              "Your gay aren't you Zane." Kyle laughed pinching his cheeks playfully.

              "No! I love Jaycee!" He slurred, snaking his hands around my waist. I groaned trying too free myself off his grip, stupid move - he was stronger than I'd ever be in my life.

              "Help me!" I shrieked to Tyler and Kyle who were watching in amusement while Zane decided to flip me over his back, he stumbled through the house while I shrieked and yelled hitting his back. "GET OFF ME!" I screamed.

              "Hot pants." Kyle winked, before Cole joined in. He took one look at me winked before laughing along with the twins.

              "You can't even see my pants! Shut up Perv!" I mumbled looking at them upside down. "Don't any of you have clothes?!" I chuckled as Dylan walked down the stairs in Hollister sweat pants and no shirt, he looked at me and then quickly looked away. After our little argument we had really spoken and I didn't like it one bit.

              "I have clothes baby!" Zane mumbled and then he had the cheek to slap my ass.

              "You sure about that?" Kyle laughed. "Look's like somebody enjoys sleeping in smiley face panties." He grinned naughtily.

              "ZANE! PUT ME DOWN!" I replied. "I'll report you for sexual abuse!" I shrieked kicking my legs frantically until he finally threw me onto the sofa. I sat upright scowling at the boy's amused faces before glancing down too see I was in face wearing just a baggy shirt and my underwear had actually been on show."Why me?!" I groaned pressing my face into my hands.

              "I love sharing a house with a girl." Tyler grinned naughtily.

              "I second that bro." Kyle winked.

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