Sympathy for the Devil

part seven

In the loft, Star was hanging on Randi, flirting extra hard with him to somehow get into the bedroom where the ballers were. Bill noticed that all her advances were acknowledged but softly rebuffed. His suspicions about Randi grew. Bill tilted his head back downing the rest of his drink and asked for another round from the drink girl. He glanced at the large clock upon the mantle, it was 1 am. Frustration was setting in but he was certain Ron had to be in that room.

Star came back, a slight wobble in her step. She plopped right next to him on the sofa, leaning into his side to speak to him. "What else should I do?" She said losing confidence in her act.

"Just hold tight. Maybe we'll see them leave?" He said hushed. The drinks came and he handed one to her. "You gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, hold on," she pushed the glass back for a second to do another bump from the pile on the coffee table. "Okay," she grabbed the drink, taking a sip.

Right then, they heard the bedroom door open behind them. Bill was about to look but Star already had her head fully turned towards it. He put a hand on her chin to subtly get her to look away. She was almost gawking and because of that, he knew Ron had come to join the party.

Bill kept cool, casually chatting with Star about nonsense until Ron came to his frame of vision. He was dressed normal, no fancy digs, just khakis and a well-ironed, tucked white button up. He had two guys following him. Which Bill assumed were bodyguards until their attention was captured by the hot tub full of naked girls at this point now.

Bill's hand lightly wrapped around the back of Stars neck, pulling her close to kiss her cheek, masking a whisper. "Here's your chance," he said before pulling away.

The drink girl was passing by with a tray in her hand at the moment. Star quickly stopped her. "You need a little break," she told her. "I got it. Go on sit down and keep my friend company will ya?" She took the tray from her before the girl could tell her no.

The girl awkwardly walked around the sofa to take a seat next to Bill. She looked young, at least not quite 21. He carefully watched Star bring the drinks over to Ron and Randi with a flirty smile on. Randi took a fist full of Star's ass cheek, pulling her into his side, introducing her to Ron as 'Star, the Brickhouse'. He could literally see Ron's eyes light up with interest upon hearing it.

Remembering, the drink girl next to him, Bill finally acknowledged her with a nod. It was awkward; trying to entertain this young girl while trying to keep track of Star. He didn't know what else to do but prepare a bump for the girl even though he felt bad for enabling her.

Star chatted with Ron, flirting, lingering her hand on his chest, laughing at his unfunny jokes, anything. He was falling for it too. She was charming and her petite stature made her seem non-threatening but if only he really knew.

"I think I've heard of you before?" Ron said leaning against the wall. He put his foot flat against it, letting Star rest on his bent knee.

"Mm, maybe Randi's talked about me?" She said playing with the ends of her bleached curls.

"No..." he shook his head, thinking to himself. "You know Gina?"

"Gina? Yeah, she's a girlfriend of mine."

"That's it," he smiled. "What's a beautiful girl like you hangin' with the likes of her?"

Star lightly shrugged. "She's cool. Sometimes."

Ron laughed. "You seem cooler though," he said unabashedly scanning her up a down, checking her out.

Bill took glances at Star when he could while the drink girl – whose name he learned was Kimberly – spoke about her college courses. He watched Ron take Star to the couch right across from him, finally a good vantage point for him, until Randi beckoned him over to the balcony across the room. Fuck me, he thought, fuckin' perfect. He politely smiled at Kimberly and excused himself. In passing, he and Star met each other's gaze for a moment. She was sitting in Ron's lap letting him plant flirty kisses on her neck.