Strip Game - A Whirlwind Summer

47. 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄

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𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘

Luna was the kind of girl who triple checked her outfit before leaving the house. Now here she was, practically melting in the arms of a stranger.

Something was off. She was drunk and doing everything out of sense.

Even Ashley was acting weird. She hadn't said much since we sat down, just kept drinking like her life depended on it.

Another guy sat next to her, one of the asshole touching Luna friend, clearly trying to flirt, kept throwing her compliments and jokes, but she ignored him like he didn't exist.

Then the music shifted. A pop song exploded through the speakers, and the crowd roared in excitement. A couples' dance was starting, the type where people picked partners and hit the floor for a playful, steamy exchange.

Everyone at our table stood up. I was getting ready to as well, determined not to be outshined by whatever chaos was going on tonight.

Then, boom.

Chris appeared out of nowhere and offered Ashley his hand. Just like that, she ditched her admirer and slipped away with him like he was the only guy in the room. I raised a brow.

"Huh. She's unbelievable," I muttered with a smirk, watching a huge grin spread across Chris's face. The boy was glowing.

So he does like her. Well, about damn time.

Before I could take a step, the asshole Luna had been flirting with grabbed her and practically yanked her onto the dance floor too.

My stomach twisted. I started to follow.. to tear Luna away from him, but my phone lit up with a notification.

A DM. From Lance.

The second I saw the preview text, my breath caught. I unlocked the phone with trembling fingers.

A video was already playing. I watched as he made out with a girl, some basic nobody in a slutty red dress. His hands were all over her, and then... then he actually got down on his knees and started licking her ass. In front of people. At a party.

What the actual hell?

Someone had tagged me in the damn story.

I clicked to check the comments, and there it was, bold as day: "HAPPY 3RD YEAR ANNIVERSARY #LARRY"

Larry? LANCE and HILLARY.

The room spun. My hand started shaking.

No. This couldn't be happening. He said he was busy. He said he was out of town. That bastard.

I felt my eyes sting, but I clenched my jaw. I am Molly McQueen. I don't cry over a boy. I don't break over a boy. I rubbed my eyes quickly and forced myself to breathe, but the tears came anyway.

Before I could move, Jeff appeared at my side, his brows drawn in concern.

"Molly?" he said gently. "Are you crying? What's wrong?"

What was I doing? Crying? Really?

I tried to deny it, to shrug it off, but he didn't budge.

"Tell me," he said again, and this time he wasn't joking. There was no teasing, no grin. Just him, real, steady, serious.

I handed him my phone with a shaky breath. The video played, and I finally let it all out. I dropped to my knees, the tears coming hard and fast now.

Jeff stared at the screen, then at me. His jaw clenched. "Seriously? He did this? And you're crying over him?"

He bent down and grabbed me firmly, pulling me off the ground.

"He doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve you."

"But I loved him," I whispered. "I really thought what we had was real..."

Jeff didn't say anything for a moment. He just started wiping my tears, gently but firmly, like I was some kid. Then, without warning, he grabbed my waist and lifted me clean off the ground like I weighed nothing.

"Wrap your legs around me," he said.

"What?"

"Just do it."

I obeyed, too stunned to argue. Then he kissed me.

Not some soft, pity kiss. This was full-on, passionate, possessive. Like he'd been waiting for this. Like he'd wanted it for a long time.

And god, he was good. I melted into it, forgot my heartbreak for a second. His lips moved with fire, and for a second I let myself get lost in it, hot, wild, and reckless.

Then he pulled away, breathless, and handed my phone back.

"Post that. Tag him."

My eyes widened. "What?" I glanced at my phone, surprised he actually film the kiss we just shared.

"Let him know he's not the only one who gets to show off" Jeff said, winking.

I blinked, then laughed, really laughed. "You're insane."

"And brilliant" he said, grinning.

I posted the video and tagged Lance. If he wanted drama, fine. Let him eat his heart out.

"Thank you" I look up to him and smiled.

"Anything for you, sexy lips." He licked his lips and I felt like kissing him again...

But then it hit me, Luna!

I had left her. Drunk. With that predator. And the resort was huge.

My smile dropped instantly. "Jeff," I said. "Luna. I left her with that guy. What if he's already taken her to a room?"

His expression turned serious again. "Where?"

I told him everything, fast. He didn't wait. "We're going. I'm calling Travis." He grabbed my hand and started pulling me back through the crowd.

I followed without hesitation. I needed to find Luna.

And if anyone laid a finger on her, they'd better start praying.

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