Bad Boys

f i f t y f o u r ~ Heaven Sins

I place my hands on Kayla's waist and tug her back against me, glaring at the guys eyeing her as we walk through the door. Kayla laughs, bringing her hands to rest on top of mine. She tilts her head back to look at me and I lean down instinctively.

"Possessive much?"

"They just want you in the bedroom," I growl.

"And how about you, Pretty Boy? Do you want me in the bedroom?" I smirk without thinking.

"Why don't you tell me, Sweetheart?" She spins around to face me and grazes her fingers down my chest, until her hand is low enough to graze the waistband of my jeans. I press my lips against her ear.

"La La," I groan.

"Say it, Danny."

"You drive me mad." She backs away smirking, then turns to disappear into the crowds. I chase after her, weaving through the bodies, ignoring the music, until she stops walking in the kitchen to sift through countless bottles. I move to stand beside her. She looks to me the second I rest my weight on the counter.

"Name your poison," she states. I raise an eyebrow at her. "Don't look at me like that. Just tell me what we're drinking."

"We're not drinking anything.m," I tell her.

She rolls her eyes. "Save it, Pretty Boy. We go through this every time. Just choose." 

I snatch a bottle off the counter. "Fine this."

Kayla looks to the bottle. "Tequila?"

I glance at the label. "Tequila."

Kayla just shrugs. "Works for me." She takes the bottle from my hands and grabs my hand before weaving back through the bodies and tugging me up the stairs. She takes us to a door and pushes it open to reveal a bathroom. I watch her shrug then step inside. I follow behind, without a choice, and wait as she locks the door. She twists off the cap as she walks to the bathtub. Then she steps over the ledge and takes a seat inside the tub, tossing the cap to the ground and bringing the bottle to her lips. She takes a swig and I find myself moving to the side of the tub. "Join me, Danny?"

"How do you expect us both to fit in there?"

"It's bigger than it looks." My lips twitch and I shake my head. I step over the ledge and bend my knees to sit down. My back hits the edge as I go down and I kick my legs out instinctively to save myself. "Danny!" Kayla shouts as my arm crashes against the side of the tub. I blink, allowing myself to be dazed for half a second, before snapping my attention to Kayla. The hand that isn't gripping the tequila rubs her leg. I bring my knees up, bracing them on opposite sides of the tub, and lean forward slightly.

"Are you okay?" I ask. She rolls her eyes and takes a swig.

"Fine."

"La La-"

"Drinking alone isn't nearly as fun, Danny," she sings as she thrusts the bottle forward. I sigh and take it. Tilting my head back I down as much as I can before I need air. Then I pull the bottle away to find Kayla grinning wickedly at me. She twists herself around and crawls forward, until she's close enough to steal my air. Her finger curl around the bottle and tug it from my hand with ease. Then she pulls back and turns herself around to throw the weight of her body into my chest. She lets her legs sprawl out in front of her. I watch her take a long drink from the bottle, before she offers it to me once more. Her fingers idlily slide to my thigh, tracing patterns. I take my swig and return the bottle, but her hand doesn't leave my thigh. She takes the bottle with the opposite hand. I tilt my head back and glance at the ceiling. "Danny?" I look down as she passes the bottle back.