All because of us

8

Lexie POV:

I shut the door quietly, placing the plate of pizza on the nightstand and lay down on the bed sighing heavily.

What in the fucking world just happened?

Bren and I kissed.

I kissed my best friend.

Bren kissed me.

I kissed Bren.

Oh my god.

I kissed Bren. No fucking way. It's real.

My hand flys to my mouth in astonishment, delicately tracing them as I can still feel the warmth and tingles his lips felt like on mine. The way his tongue slowly danced along mine, tasting me, licking every crevice in my mouth. I could easily get drunk on his kisses. Fuck the tequila, fuck the rum, fuck all alcohol, fuck weed—give me Bren.

I did not...I did not just think that.

A knock interrupts my invasive thoughts making me remember that I'm still only wearing a bikini. Fuck it. "Come in."

I sit up crossing my legs together Indian style and taking a bite of the pizza.

The door opens and Cami walks in with a plate of pizza as well grinning from ear to ear.

"I just wanted to come check on you." She sings sitting next to me on the bed and I turn my body to face her.

"I should also say the same to you."my mouth sounding full as I finish eating the crust. Cheese stuffed, my favorite.

We continue eating in comfortable silence which I'm extremely grateful for. Until both pizza slices are gone and I pout wishing I brought a whole box instead. I guess that's what I get for smoking before eating because the munchies are real right now.

"Okay." Cami clears her throat "what happened down stairs?" She puts her empty plate on top of mine and wipes her hands and face on a napkin.

I throw my napkin on the plate, as does she, and I put it back on the nightstand. "What do you mean?" I ask with indifference. I cannot and will not speak about what happened when I don't even comprehend the situation let alone fathom that it actually is real and not a figment of my imagination.

She huffs and crosses her arms giving me a look that states you know exactly what I'm talking about. However, because I'm a brat I shrug my shoulders acting like I don't know when I know she knows.

"Lexie." She whines "then what's that?" She points to my neck. And I immediately gasp placing my hand to where Bren was kissing on my pulse underneath my ear.

Bren gave me a hickey.

"Uhuh so you gonna tell me now?" She raises her brows with a smug look on her face.

I scoff standing up to walk to the bathroom looking at my reflection in the mirror—I do indeed have a purple mark on my neck. It's not small either. He fucking marked me! What the hell!

I mean it felt good didn't it? Shut up conscious, you're not helping me.

Cami laughs behind me and wiggles her brows "he marked you good."

More than good.

"How the hell am I going to cover this up?" I mutter under my breath and cover my face with my hands in embarrassment. Now everyone will know.

"I'll help you cover up. If it makes you feel any better I have marks on me too." She sighs lifting up her curly hair to show me the marks on her neck and sliding her bathing suit top over to show me more that are hidden.