The Bad Boy Next Door

Chapter 42 - Hot Tubs and Spin the Bottle

I stopped keeping time a while ago now. Everywhere I look, my vision refuses to move in a steady pace. 

Since Lincoln, Bentley and Cameron made me play beer bong, that was me gone for the night. 

Currently, I am walking out of the toilet to join the rest of my friends outside. I am not at the point where I am going to be sick, I would say this is the early stages to being drunk. My footing is dragging along behind me and the only thing keeping me up right are the walls. 

Finally, I made it outside. Lincoln and Ferne and having a steamy make out session on the bench next to the outside table. 

Anna, Tiff, Adam, Mia and Hugh are sat on the grass. 

That leaves Bentley, Cameron and Miles all in the hot tub singing some song completely out of tune. 

Everyone is shit faced. It is one hell of a sight. 

Suddenly feeling this newly found confidence, I strolled over to the hot boys in the tub and splashed Cameron with water. 

"Georgia Watson, we where just talking about you." Cameron said splashing me back. 

I ignored Cameron's comment and looked over to Miles. I am way to drunk to reply to Cameron. I'm so sorry. Sober Georgia would reply and give you some detailed response but drunk Georgia Watson? She is giving zero fucks. 

My head tilted when I looked at Miles. He stared back at me. It was a different look in his eyes though. I was a look of desire. Like he was ready to consume me. 

"Miles." I whispered, not knowing what was meant out of saying that. By the looks on his face he is so drunk he can't look straight. 

"Georgia." He whispered. He was right earlier, saying each other's name is so refreshing and just attractive. 

"Hi." I waved, giggling like a school girl.

"Heyaaaaaaa." He kept the a going for a good seven seconds.

"Georgia come and join us in here." Bentley said moving over.

"But I have no swimming stuff." I said.

"You don't need swimming stuff." Cameron said, wiggling his eyebrows. 

Am I really going to do this? Sober Georgia would never dream of doing this but don't give a fuck Georgia wants to do this. 

With that, I pulled my white jumper over my head revealing my black lacy bra. I can't remember what underwear I have on. Even my drunk self is conscious of that. Please don't be gross bright pink underwear. Please don't be gross underwear. Please don't. 

Please don't.

I pulled down my leather trousers and did a quick under wear check. Thankfully, I had on a nice pair of black underwear. I did a quick fist in the air, then I pulled the trousers off my legs and put them on top of the piles of boys clothes by the hot tub.  

"Damn." Bentley said looking at me. 

Right now I am stood in only underwear in front of all of my friends. 

But I couldn't give a shit. 

I climbed up the ladder and dipped my toes in the water. It was so warm and cosy. Once I was satisfied, I lowered myself into the tub and took a seat next to Bentley. 

"Well this is nice." I let out a deep breath whilst looking over at the very attractive three males who are all currently looking at me. 

"Ferne and Lincoln are really going at it." Bentley said finally taking his eyes away from me and onto the couple who where now lying on the bench. Lincoln was on top of Ferne and by the looks of things, it is getting very steamy over there.