✔️The Greaser and the Skirtchaser [18+]

4. Saturday Night's Drunk Confession

Once she relaxed her thighs around Blake's hips, he stopped and started kissing along her jaw. "How are you feeling? Was that good?"

"That was perfect. As usual." She kissed his forehead, and the compliment was already warming him all over.

He was about to ask how she wanted the third round, but she sat up suddenly. "You need water? I can get it."

"No, silly." She got up and started getting dressed. "I need to pack up my stuff again."

"Pack? You just got here!"

"I've been here for three days, Blake. I gotta go tomorrow." She hunted around for her belt, and Blake got it from where she flung it on the carpet. "Tell you what, if you get here early tomorrow morning and help me, we could have a little fun before I leave."

"How about I help you now—" Blake crossed the room to embrace her and kiss under her jaw like she liked "—and I get the whole night for way more fun?"

"Oh, you're so bad." She chuckled and pushed him off to pull her shirt on again. "My parents will be home any minute now."

"Then, let's go out on the town. Tell them you're catching up with a girlfriend." He sweetened his voice and dropped it low to coax, "Please, Ash?"

"You're so sweet, but I can't. Here, come tomorrow at 7AM, and I'll make sure we could have half an hour or so, okay?" She broke out of his hold, and he could tell by her tone she didn't want to discuss it any further. She looked at him with a small smile. "Hey, any parties going on tonight?"

He tried not to frown because she really hated it when he would be down in front of her. "Yeah. There's one near Silver lake."

"Any cute girls over there?" she simpered conspiratorially. "Come on, I know you've got a few. How about Sallie Mae?"

He was thinking about Ashley, but he played along. "Yeah, I think she might be going."

"Oh, that's perfect. You can go see her instead of me." She was perfecting herself in her mirror, but she gave Blake a quick smile and swat of her hand. "Go on, have some fun! Tell me all about it tomorrow morning, alright?"

He gave Ashley a small smile before he kissed her on the cheek, and she whisked off downstairs to wrangle all her things. He looked down at where he was still hot and bothered and sighed.

Fine. He would go see if Sallie Mae wanted to blow off steam tonight.

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Johnny came stumbling over to Vance with Danny's help. Even though the guy was so big, he was a terrible drinker and was already ruddy and giddy. "Vance, Vance, there she is."

"Yes, yeah, I got it." Vance saw the familiar short girl with the same long, blonde curls.

"Be confident, alright?" Danny said very, very seriously. He looked like an idiot. "Be a man, okay? Assertive, aggressive, dominant—just get her, alright?!"

"Jesus!" Were they sending him to catch a wild animal or something? "Okay, okay, I got it."

Danny sent him off with a pointed look, and Vance had to go talk to this girl now. When he looked back up at her, she was also looking at him since Bianca walked right up and pointed him out for her. Vance figured that was probably his cue.

He crossed the too-crowded living room into the kitchen to talk to her. Big green eyes looked up at him, and her small mouth quirked to the side at the sight of him. He opened his mouth to say hi, but she got there first. "Hello there, Vance. Funny running into you here."