My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 10

Cameron

"I still think you should come," I say into my phone, putting my car in park. "I'm pretty sure Kelsey said there'd be free weed."

"Yeah, well Mark is also the host of the party," Ethan responds bitterly. "I don't think I can be around him without doing the same shit you did to him yesterday. I'm good just chilling at home tonight, bro, but if you want to stop by after then feel free. I got the new call of duty."

"I'll definitely make an appearance. I just want to get high and probably pay Kelsey a visit. Give me an hour. Your parents are cool with it, right?"

"When have they ever not been fine with it? It's fine. Maddie is at Maya's until later, so it's one less kid they have to be responsible for."

"Alright, cool," I reply. "I'll see you then."

I hang up the phone so that I won't have to hear her name again, annoyed by how she's all I thought of for the past fucking week. The best thing I can do is get high and fuck my feelings out, although it never seemed to work yesterday with Sadie. Maybe it'll work with Kelsey.

Mark probably doesn't want to see me, I definitely don't want to see him either, but it's free weed. He's not going to deny me access to his house. I'm the captain of the team. I'd make his life a living hell and he knows it.

I'm wondering where his parents are when I enter and see clouds of smoke flooding the hallway. I can hardly see in here until a familiar little brunette finds her way to me. One of two things I need to check off my list.

"Kelsey." I smirk, my hands immediately finding their way to her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I was hoping I'd see you here."

"I was hoping the same," she agrees and tugs slightly onto her bottom lip. It's distracting as hell. "I think there's a room upstairs we could go to later, or..."

"Oh, perfect!" Dylan, another member of the football team races over towards me and grabs me by the sleeve of my sweatshirt. He has a blindfold in his hand, and I immediately let out a groan.

"This lame-ass game again?" I sigh, but allow him to lead me to the stupid closet that they always do this in. A game I have succeeded in countless times. I know we're not supposed to know, but I turn to Dylan and arch a brow up. "Who's the other person?" I ask.

"A girl who definitely needs some relaxation by you." He chuckles, throwing the blindfold on before I can question him further.

Blind seven minutes. One person picks a guy, one person picks a girl—or the same sex if that's what they're into—and it works the same as the normal seven minutes, except you don't find out who each other is until after the seven minutes are up

I've been shocked sometimes by girls who I thought wouldn't be good kissers when they're actually decent. I've never not gotten a girl to give in. Most girls that come in here know what they're signing up for.

I can't see a thing, all I can feel is the stuffiness from how small the closet is. The other person is breathing quickly, almost as if this is their first time in here. I was going to fuck Kelsey tonight, but I can get off from this stranger too. Doesn't matter to me as long as I finish.

"You're shy," I note. "Is this your first time doing this?"

The girl doesn't reply, instead, I just feel her hands touch my chest, a jolt of excitement rushing through me.