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Chapter 25

Tee POV

I blink and stare at my phone. When did I get two phones?

I blink again, trying to bring the two phones together and into one.

How many drinks did I have?

The taste of alcohol drowns out any hint of the stale peanuts I just ate moments ago while the smell of it fills my nose. The heavy beat of the music still pounds against me, almost knocking me off balance and out of my chair. I don't dare look at the dance floor. All the grinding of bodies only reminds me of Tae and how much I want him to be doing that to me.

My eyelids grow heavy, but I force them up and look across the table at Copter, who is leaning against Kimmon's side, half asleep. Or I think he is.

I lick my lips and smack my tongue on the roof of my mouth. The room sways back and forth.

I think I've had more beer than I should have.

My eyes drift over to Bas. His head is leaning backwards against the wall behind him with his mouth slightly open. A line of drool hangs down the side of his face. If I wasn't seeing two of him, I might take a picture of him to keep for blackmail later.

I think we all have had too much to drink.

"Are you going to call Tae to come get you?"

My vision blurs, and I shake my head. As the room comes back into focus, Kimmon smiles at me and pulls Copter tighter against him. He lets out a faint chuckle. "I said, aren't you going to call Tae to come get you?"

I want to nod and scream yes, but the promise Tae and I made to not tell anyone comes bubbling up in my mind. Reluctantly, I shake my head. "N.N.Nooooo...."

Kimmon raises an eyebrow and slowly shakes his head. "If you aren't calling him, I will."

My eyebrows knot together as I pucker my lips together, trying to figure out what to say next. With the alcohol running through my veins, my brain has already shut down, and I can't figure anything out.

Another chuckle erupts from Kimmon as he shakes his head and pulls his phone out of his pocket.

I rest my arms on the table and lean towards him. "Wh.What are y.y.you do.doing?"

The corner of his mouth curls up in an all-knowing smirk. "I'm calling your boyfriend to come get you."

My pucker grows bigger while the word boyfriend bounces around in my head, then our agreement to not tell anyone. Did Tae tell Kimmon? But why?

As I debate on what to do, he chuckles and shakes his head while he puts his phone up to his ear. He wouldn't call Tae. I'm an adult and can get home on my own.

Tae's handsome face pops into my mind, while my body remembers what it feels like to have his naked tan body pressed against mine, while pleasure surges through me. The only thing that can satisfy me is his long, hard cock thrusting into my tight, quivering hole.

I shift in my seat as my pants tighten around my growing crotch.

I need Tae.

I take a drink of beer, but almost miss my mouth. Fortunately, I realize it at the last second and put the bottle to my mouth, but not before looking like a drunken idiot.

Another chuckle rings out, which Kimmon quickly stifles when I glance across the table at him and give him an evil eye.

He shakes his head. "Hey, where have you been? I've been sending you messages for the last hour."

I take another drink.

Kimmon's face scrunches up while he nervously glances in my direction. "Jane, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you had Tae's phone. Did something happen to Tae?"

His words repeat in my head, and my stomach sinks, but I'm not sure if it is from the alcohol or his words.

My vision blurs and the noise and clatter from everyone around us fades slightly, except for Kimmon.

"Can you tell Tae he needs to come to Blue Moon and get someone? He will know who. Don't wait too long, though. Otherwise, I'll have to call him a cab."

He bobs his head up and down. "Hmm." He glances across the table at me again. His concerned face eases slightly and the small smirk is back while mischief sparks in his eyes.

I raise an eyebrow and silently question him what he is doing, but he shakes his head. "Okay. I'll only be here for another 15 minutes or so, then I'm sending him home in a cab. I'm sure Tae will want to make sure his friend makes it home safely." He emphasizes the word friend.

He cuts the call, and more laughter rolls out of him as he puts his phone back in his pocket.

I wave my bottle towards him, trying to aim for the center one of the three floating around in front of me. "What is so funny?"

Bas suddenly snorts and smacks his mouth, causing me to jump and nearly piss my pants.

Kimmon tightens his arm around Copter and pulls him tighter against him while shaking his head. "You think you two are so sly and no one knows. Here is a little hint. Anyone who has seen the two of you together knows you only have eyes for each other. The lovesick looks are a dead giveaway. If you are wondering if Tae ever told me the two of you are dating, the answer is no. But when I referred to him as your boyfriend, the spark in your eyes told me I was correct. I was fishing, but I was right."

What?

The room sways and the three Kimmons slide back into one with a triumphant look, daring me to say he is wrong. I pucker my lips together again. While my mind is debating whether to just admit the truth and confirm his assumptions, my body already has with a nod.

He glances towards Bas and then back at me. "By the way, if you haven't figured it out from my conversation with Jane, she had Tae's phone collecting evidence and grabbing screenshots of anything she might need against some woman."

Leaning forward, almost falling onto the table, I hiss, "Rhonda."

He nods. "Yeah, that is the woman. So, all those messages you have been sending to your boyfriend have been seen by Jane and not him. I'm assuming by some of the things she said you got a little, how can I say it... Naughty."

My mind rushes back to my messages, but the alcohol is kicking in hard and all of my messages over that last several weeks blend together with me not being able to remember what I just sent. The only thing that registers is she saw my messages.

Shit!

Please tell me I didn't ask to have a taste of his cock or to have sex in some weird place.

My stomach churns, and I fumble into my pocket, trying to pull my phone out. What did I say tonight? Did she go back through our chat history?

Shit!

My chair sways back and forth, almost throwing me off it, and I stomp my feet on the floor while holding onto the table with one hand.

I lick my lips and wish this night will end soon, and I haven't gotten myself into too much trouble.

My head grows heavy, like my eyelids, and drops lower.

Kimmon winks at me and motions his chin behind me towards the front door. "Your ride is here."

What?

I try to lift my head to look, but the room spins again, and my head gets even heavier. No.

I fight with all my might to see who he is talking about, but just as I think I'm going to be able to turn my head, I'm engulfed in darkness.

Published October 11, 2022