Unexpected

Chapter 6

"You're welcome to stay over and enjoy the beach. Oh, and the jacuzzi" I wiggled my brows as Stella and Dred moaned.

Jordan brought me food every so often, not lingering for long – which made me a bit sad, to be honest. His mom joined us girls after a while, sitting right next to me and patting my knee, over my peach summer dress.

"Are you girls having fun? I'm sorry it's so busy; we always have friends and family coming over every other Saturday. It's good for the community too" Angela explained, her pale hand holding her pointy chin as she stared at Eva and me.

"It's a beautiful party" I smiled.

"You have a beautiful house." My friend Eva added, "And great beer!"

"Let me get you more. What're you all having?" She asked the table, looking into our red cups "I'll bring you something stronger than juice, darling."

"No, really I'm... fine" I added, but she was already gone.

"Just let it go." Dred advised, patting my hand "Everyone always gets wasted at Angela's barbecue."

"She'll take offence if you don't drink at least one beer with her," Stella chuckled.

"It's part of the ritual" Dred winked at us.

Great. So, what, Jordan's mom would think I was some sort of frigid bitch because I wouldn't have a drink with her? That wasn't a good start, surely.

"Here we go!" Angela shrieked, setting a bottle of beer for each of us "Let's drink to new friends. Welcome to our barbecue madness! Oh, and if any of you is sleeping with my son and hurts him, I will break this bottle and stab you with the glass! Cheers!"

Both Eva and I laughed nervously at that, whereas Angela and the girls laughed like it had been the best joke at the Apollo.

Ok, you can pretend you are drinking; just pretend you are taking a gulp! They will never know!

"Come on, darling! Get it down!" Angela laughed, pushing the beer to my lips and making me wince.

My mouth was literally full, and I was about to burst through my nose when a strong tattooed hand took the bottle from me.

"Mom! What are you doing?!" Jordan groaned, and I spit all the beer into Angela's beautifully cut lawn.

"What did I do?!" Jordan's mom gasped, and frowned with her lips pursed at me "Well if your friend doesn't like drinking, she should have just told me so! I prefer people to be upfront with me!"

Ok, she was mad. This wasn't good...

"No, no." I quickly shook my head, still coughing beer, "I love beer, honestly. I just can't drink at the moment, that's all."

"Oh." Angela's red brows went up to her pale forehead "Are you on medication or something?"

"Or something..." Eva almost whispered, and I elbowed her.

Jordan sighed, rubbing his neck. He set the half-empty beer on the picnic table and grabbed my hand. Oh shit... Was this it? Was he making the announcement?!

"Mom, could you gather everyone around? I need to say something."

"Oh, shit! Are you getting married?!" Angela looked more offended than happy.

"Mom, just do it, please" Jordan rolled his eyes; it was amusing to see someone could actually annoy Mr. Inappropriate.

Angela asked everyone to gather around the lawn. There had to be at least thirty people there – if not more! Rocco pulled his cap back and whistled for everyone to pay attention, as he continued to fry the burgers and sausages. Stella and Dred sat with their drinks in their hands, waiting with her eyes huge – they were definitely dying to know what was going on.