Betrayal

Chapter 8

The fire is crackling, yet I still get a chill. I'm wearing one of Dominic's flannel shirts over my shoulders and take a sip of my beer, then a drag off of my cigarette. There's loud music playing, so much so that I can barely hear the waves crashing on the beach.

We're at a bonfire a few houses down from his parents house. It's late, almost midnight, and I glance at the people sitting around the fire. I don't know anyone except for Lola and Dominic. Apparently they know almost everyone here from vacationing here since they were children. A few of them are couples, but some of them are single. All of the girls are, in my mind, much attractive than I am. I try not to compare myself but can't help it.

One of them, apparently Raymond's daughter, Cecilia, is sitting on one side of Dominic while I'm on the other. I think she likes him because when he introduced us, I definitely picked up that vibe from her. Now she's talking his ear off while he has his arm over my shoulders. I thought maybe I would feel jealous, but I don't. I should, I'm sure.

I keep thinking of Warren and I in my room today. The way he complimented me, but more so the way he was staring at me. He knows I'm attracted to him. I have no doubt about that now. He has to know. His eyes felt mesmerizing. Just his body so close to me, even if it wasn't really, made it hard for me to breathe.

What would it be like to be under him? How would that feel? Is he good in bed? What would his mouth taste like? Does he talk when he fucks? What do his moans sound like? What would it feel like for him to be inside of me?

My face blushes now and I quickly take another drink, another drag, and run a hand across my face. I'm buzzed. This is my second beer. I probably shouldn't have even had the first one, let alone the second. Or the puffs I've been taking off the joint that's been passed around. My inhibitions are certainly a lot lower right now.

"Ali?"

I look to Lola and smile.

"Hm?"

She leans close and brings her mouth to my ear, while I try to focus and listen intently.

"Do you want me to tell her to fuck off?"

I quickly look to her, then around, and back.

"Who?"

She rolls her eyes and motions at Cecilia.

"She's been flirting with him since she sat down. Haven't you noticed?"

I glance in her direction, seeing her perfect smile as she's talking to him, then shrug.

"Not really."

"You're better than me. She's always had a crush on him."

"I had a feeling," I mutter.

"She's such a skank. Doing that while you're sitting right here."

I laugh. I think she's drunk, too.

"Don't worry about it," I say.

I'm not. So she shouldn't be. I doubt Dominic is the kind to cheat. A feeling of guilt suddenly comes over me. I'm the one who's having inappropriate thoughts about someone else. His father, of all people. If him or Lola knew, I'm sure they would flip out on me. But they're just thoughts. Nothing will ever come of them.

One of the guys who isn't with a girl starts a conversation with Lola and I'm left with my thoughts again. I don't feel well. It isn't the alcohol or the weed, though I'm sure they're not helping. I suddenly just want to go to bed.

I touch Dominic's arm and he instantly looks to me and smiles.

"You okay?"

"Yes. I think I'm going to head back."