Wicked Little Sins

Everly

"What is that? Like...your fourth shot?" Everly asked Vinnie. She was perturbed with his sloppy drinking. It only took a few shots and he was smashed.

"We came out to have fun, so let's do that. Quit acting so stuffy," he complained. He sat and watched Quinn and Jordan's heavy petting session. The way he observed them and had seen other women all over their men only proved to him what he'd thought for some time--Everly wasn't happy with him anymore. Disgusted with that thought, he threw back another shot.

"Tell me what I did that was so awful," he said loudly. Everly was surprised he brought up the issue at all. He was forever ignoring any 'issues' they had.

"Today, or in general?" she asked, being a smartass.

"I'm serious," he said, waiting.

"Hey, we came out to have a good time, Vinnie. Let's do that." She was a master at changing the subject.

"A good time to me is that right there," he said, pointing to Jordan and Quinn as they continued their disgusting public display of affection. They looked like they were about to rip off each other's clothes. Vinnie missed those times with Everly.

"You want me to suck your face in front of everyone at the bar?" she asked, raising her eyebrow.

"I want you to want to do anything with me, act like you want to be near me. You don't do that anymore. I'm a hot guy and I could have anyone I want, Everly," he said in her face.

"Then go for it," she said, as always. He put his hand over her mouth, preventing her from any excuses. He was tired of her excuses. She used to crave him.

"But I want you," he pressed.

Everly stared into his eyes, wishing she saw anything other than the conceited man who looked back at her.

She accepted his kiss, bringing her hand to his chest, trying to connect with him physically–whatever it took to satisfy him and stop the questions. Because she didn't want to talk about her feelings. She didn't want to talk about anything serious anymore.

"Everly Harper?" a voice called out from behind them, quickly ending their lip-lock.

It took Everly all of two seconds to figure out who had called her name—Ryan, her old boyfriend.

"Wow. Hi! What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, ignoring Vinnie. Vinnie sat there sizing up the mystery man while he waited to be introduced.

"I moved back home a couple months back--my father is ill," he said, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Everly said, lying through her teeth. This guy had ripped her heart out and stomped it into the ground. He'd told her his feelings for her were strong, but in the matter of a day, right out of the blue, he'd ended everything. She'd never understood and she'd never gotten over the hurt.

"What are you doing home?" he asked, giving her a good look-over. Vinnie could read any man's eyes. He was a professional at checking woman out. This guy was checking her out, and Everly was acting as if he wasn't even sitting next to her. He cleared his throat, throwing an arm over Everly's shoulder.

"Hi, Vincent," he said, giving him a pesky head nod.

"Ryan," he said back, pulling her closer. He knew a little about this Ryan character and it wasn't good. This was her first heartache. And he knew a lot about those; he was the first heartache for plenty of girls.

"Is this your husband?" Ryan asked, looking down at her hand.

"Fiancé," Vinnie answered for her.

Everly gave him a side glance. She was a big girl and she could answer for herself, she thought.

"Well congrats," he said, with a nod. Everly wondered why the questions. He'd been with Elizabeth ever since they had split.

"Thanks, how is Beth?" she spit out. She didn't care about Beth. For all she cared, Beth could have fallen off the planet. She was the woman that had taken Ryan away from her.

"I wouldn't know. She and I split a year ago," he said, shrugging.

Everly was stunned and not sure what to say next.

"That's awful, sucks for you. Well, we've got to get going," Vinnie said, standing up. He thought Everly would follow but she stayed where she was.

"Why don't you go get Quinn and Jordan?" she asked, in an effort to get rid of him momentarily. He thought about telling her off, but he knew it'd just lead to a big fight once they got back to the house.

"All right and then we are gone," he said, giving Ryan the evil glare that all but said, 'keep the hell away from my woman.'

Ryan was no match for him in the looks department. Vinnie had an exotic aura, he was tan, his hair perfect, and he had an incredible smile. His body was almost superhuman, he thought. It was pathetic to even consider putting him up against the wholesome all-American white guy. He would never be caught dead in a polo shirt and baseball cap. He wore designer threads. He blew it off, making his way through the sea of people to get to Quinn and Jordan.