Love Drunk 3.0 (Completed)

Chapter 50

L.A. 6.30 p.m.
Grayson POV –

It’s our 20th birthday. We’re finally 20. Holy shit, that seemed to have taken more than 20 years, but here we finally are!

I’m watching an episode of our Netflix show in the living room as I’m waiting for Ethan and the girls to get ready. We’re planning on going out for dinner. Just the four of us. Ethan walks in and sits down on the couch next to me. His hair blow dried up and this intense cloud of Tom Ford Noir Extreme perfume surrounding him. It immediately hits my air ways and I start coughing. “Jesus, Ethan!” I breathe in between coughs. “Did you bathe in that stuff?” I say while trying not to suffocate.

He looks at me with this blank stare. “What are you talking about?” Ethan asks me as he furrows his brows. “That fragrance!” I yell in his direction. He tugs on the collar of his shirt and smells it. “You’re overreacting! It’s not that bad!” he responds annoyed and scoots over to the other side of the couch, away from me. He crosses his arms in front of his body and pouts his lips. I shake my head and chuckle. There he is, my big brother. 20 years old. Engaged. But still acting like a little baby.

We’re both immediately distracted when the girls walk in and my jaw drops when I see Ava. She’s wearing a little black dress that hugs her curves perfectly. Her skin is deep tan, glowing and her brown straight hair frames her stunning face.

She smiles as soon as she sees me checking her out and that million dollar smile makes me want to kiss those lips so badly. Ava slowly lets her teeth sink into her lips. I know it’s because I’m staring at her in a certain way. I was never aware of the way I look at her. But she explained it as: “You look like you want to own me and dominate me.”. Not gonna lie. That is exactly how I feel, when she’s teasing me with looking that sexy.

Guess I’m not the only one who is infatuated by their girlfriend, because Ethan gets up from the couch and pretty much drools over our entire carpet when he gazes at y/n. She’s wearing a black denim mini skirt, a black basic t-shirt and is balancing on, what looks like, the most uncomfortable pair of black heeled sandals.
What girls go through to look good is crazy to me. But at least she doesn’t look like a midget anymore with those 5 inches extra. She walks up to Ethan and comfortably leans against his chest as he puts his arms around her waist. “Mmm, you smell good..” I hear her breathe when she tilts her head back to look up to him. Ethan’s head shoots immediately in my direction and a confident: “HAH!!” leaves his mouth. I’m surprised he didn’t add a childish: “Told you so!”. But that “HAH!” was enough to make me roll my eyes at him. He immediately directs his attention back to his fiancée and leans in to slowly kiss her on the lips. Y/n gently grabs Ethan’s chin and pulls him closer as she tilts her head. And as if Ava and I are not even in the room, I all of a sudden see tongues. Are they serious?

Just like that time when Ava told me about Ethan’s and Y/n’s sex escapades, I wrap both of my hands around my neck and start making gagging sounds. Doesn’t stop them from having foreplay in the living room in front of my poor eyes though. But at least Ava starts laughing. She wraps both of her hands around my bicep and pulls me away from the living room, towards the front door. “Can you believe that?” I breathe in her direction as she closes the front door behind us. Ava turns her head towards me and stares at me with a dropped jaw. “Who is this person?” she says as she points her finger at me and waves it in front of my eyes from the top of my head all the way down to my toes.

“What?” I ask her confused. “You!” She yells with wide eyes. “You’re a freak in bed. But as soon as it comes to your brother, making out with his girlfriend you become a complete prude.” She laughs. I’m flattered and insulted at the same time. Flattered about how she sees me in bed, insulted because I’m definitely not a prude! “The amount of times Ethan has walked in on us..” she continues laughing. “I’ve never heard him complain..” Ava says while she brings her hand to her chin and rolls her eyes back as if she’s in deep thought. “Maybe except for that time when he whined about the fact that I was sitting with my bare butt on the kitchen counter, right where he puts his toast in the morning.” She mumbles to herself. That memory makes me laugh and yes, now I think about it.. Ethan has the worst timing possible.

He has probably walked in on me and every girl I ever took home. Me on the other hand. I’ve never seen him properly kiss a girl in front of my eyes. Not even Emma. “I’m not a prude!” Is all I can come up with to defend myself. Ava starts laughing again. “Okay, Prudy Judy.” She says provokingly as she walks towards my car, with her tongue sticking out. Just as I’m about to go after her, Ethan and y/n walk out the door. Y/n’s cheeks are flustered and both of their lips are swollen and rosy from the, probably, intense kiss they just exchanged.

“All ready to go?” I hear Ava shout in our direction from a very safe, out of my reach, distance. I lock eyes with her and see her mouth ‘Prudy Judy’ again before she sensually lets her hands travel over her curves. I squint my eyes at her to let her know I will punish her for all of this later when Ethan interrupts our innocent cat and mouse game. “Y/n and I, we’re gonna take my car. Okay, Gray?” He says. “What, why?” Ava squeals as she slowly walks in our direction, realizing she’s gonna be alone in the car with Prudy Judy. “Well, you know.. y/n is very tired.” Ethan says shrugging his shoulders. “I want to be able to take her home early, if necessary.” He continues.

“But that doesn’t mean we have to cut your evening short.” Y/n softly says as she crosses one leg in front of the other and slowly rocks her hips back and forth. Ethan slides his hand around her waist and pulls her close. “Ahh..” Ava says, clearly understanding the secret message that has been sent between her and y/n. I squint my eyes again and look from Ava to y/n and back at Ava. “Sure..” I say. “You take your own car.” I mumble to Ethan as I slowly turn my head towards Ava and give her the infamous stare. “I don’t wanna die anyway, inhaling your penetrating fragrance.” I say, directed at Ethan but not letting go of Ava’s eyes.

I walk over to the driver’s side of my car and get in. Ava follows my lead and sits down next to me in the passenger seat. The playful tension between us is still there. It’s flowing through my entire body and I see it in Ava’s body language as well. She’s giddy and keeps readjusting the hem of her dress. I stare out of the windshield and see Ethan and y/n drive off in his BMW. That’s when I press a button on the dashboard of my Porsche and all doors lock. “So, Ava..” I start as I hear her breathing become shallow. “You think I’m Prudy Judy, right?” I continue as I place my hand on her knee and slide it up towards her thigh.