/caught up/

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We arrive at a very fancy restaurant in Las Vegas.

The driver pulls right up to the door and opens the door for us.

Sean was out first, then Grayson and Ethan let me go next. As I stepped out Ethan slapped my ass and hoped out.

"Don't even" I turned around fast.

"You'll be begging for me to touch you soon" a crooked smile friend in his face.

"Come on Ethan. You just got a little too much champagne. Leave her alone" Sean pulled Ethan forward by the arm and Grayson came to me.

"You'll be fine" he puts his hand around my waist and walks me in behind them.

Sean had already told the waiter how many there was and we followed to be seated.

I scooter into one side of the circle booth and Ethan followed right beside me.

Then Grayson on my other side and Sean on the outside of Grayson.

I'm trapped. Great.

"Don't try anything" I say not even looking at Ethan.

I could tell he was staring at me. I could feel it.

"Hi, I'm Blayne and I'll be your waiter for the night. Can I start with anything to drink?"

He asked pulling out his note pad smiling at me.

"Yes, water for all of us, a bottle of red wine, and whatever else they want to drink" Sean said.

"I'll have a pina colada vodka mix please" I ask smiling back at him.

Ethan noticed. He was boiling.

I put my hand on his thigh because...well I had to keep him calm before he bursts and ruins the night with him in jail.

"Straight vodka" Grayson went ahead.

"Ethan" I grip his leg signaling him to order.

"The same as him" Ethan pointed to Grayson.

"Okay I'll be right back with your drinks"

Ethan looked down at my hand as I looked at him.

"So Kayla, hows 18 so far?" Sean asked.

"Great actually. I mean I don't feel any different. I'm just happy I'm with y'all, safe and instead of alone spending it"

Ethan put his hand on top of mine. He had his other arm on the table playing with the fork in a daze.

"I'm glad your here too" Grayson smiled rubbing my back.

"Son you okay?" Sean asked leading forward to look at Ethan.

He didn't answer.

"Ethan" Grayson kinda yelled.

"Uh?, yea I'm fine" he was still in a daze.

I kinda felt bad. Why is he acting like this? He was fine earlier grabbing my ass and all. Was it because of the waiter?

Grayson and Sean talked while i listened.

"Can I ask you something?" Ethan whispered in my ear. Resting his head on my shoulder.

I nodded my head yes.

"Do you like the waiter?" His voice sounded broken.

"No" I whispered back turning my head a little to look at him.

He sat his head up still holding my hand while I still held his thigh.

"Why are you gripping my thigh?" He ask looking back and forth from my left and right eye.