My boy / Drew Starkey

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Drew

I watched her walk away from the bar, trying my hardest not to look down at her ass swaying with each step she took.

Once Kiara threw a fit after Mila left, I downed a few drinks from the outside bar. I can't stand when she gets like this.

"I'll have another", I say to the bartender as he nods and pours more into my empty glass.

I down my drink, thank him and walk out. I didn't know I was this fucked till the hot sun hit me.

"You good, bro?" Chase asks me as he puts his arm around my shoulder. "Yeah, all good; where is everyone?" I ask, looking around at the empty deck.

"most of them are at the pool; Kiara and Madelyn are in one of our rooms", he says, now taking his hand away from me and grabbing a bottle of champagne.

He starts drinking from the bottle before handing it over to me; I gracefully accept before taking a few log swings of it. The liquid was cold and smooth going down.

"You're fucked", I say to Chase as I now concretely look at him. He was drunk, I don't blame him after the stupid argument with Madelyn.

"We are on vacation, of course, I am" he takes the bottle away from me and fishes it off. "Could say the same about you, Starkey."

I flash a smile at him.

"Bro, we need some boy's time", I say, trying not to think about Mila's half-naked, wet body in the pool.

I don't know how much self-control I would have if I had to chill with her right now, especially after the bar incident.

"So smart, I'll go get them", Chase says, stumbling away from me to the pool.

fuck it

"Yo, wait, I'll come with you", I say to Chase as I make my way up to him.

We reached the yacht's top deck, with a vast pool. Madison and Jonathan were making out in the shallow end of it. Austin was sitting on the edge with his feet in, and Mila was in Rudy's arms; the three were talking.

"We are on a yacht, and y'all are in the pool with all this ocean around us", Chase says, getting everyone's attention. Well, not everyone. Madison and Jonathan were too occupied to care.

"Bro, we are moving currently unless you wanna jump in one passenger less" Austin cracks a joke, and everyone laughs.

"Someone's too off it to even notice", Milas's soft voice coats the air. I envied Rudy for being able to hold her like that.

"Where is the rest of you," Rudy asks, bringing me back to reality from staring at Mila, who looked everywhere other than me.

She changed and was wearing a leopard print bikini. Fuck.

"Who gives a shit," Chase says, grabbing another bottle of champagne. I had to double-check that I hadn't said that accidentally.

Everyone's faces went flat.

"Damn," Rudy says, nuzzling his head in the crock of Milas's neck, "Dramaaa,", Austin says right after extending the a.

"Let's get fucked", Chase says right before chugging more champagne.

"Now, you're talking," Austin says, getting up and grabbing a bottle of whiskey, mimicking Chase.

I took my shirt off and threw it on one of the sunbeds closest to me, I could see Milas's eyes on me, and I loved it.

I jump into the pool, powerfully and purposefully, splashing Rudy and Mila in the process.

"You're dead", is all I hear once I resurface before Rudy jumps on me and duking me back in.