The Adventures of Bad Boy & Bad Girl

8 - Sex On the Beach

*Bridget's POV*

I stood there, frozen. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know whether I should've been relieved or angry. There he stood, behind the bitch I dared to call my mother, with his black hair shaved to fade on both side of his head, but flopping over his eyes on the top, icy blue eyes, and pale skin. He was the male version of me. He was my identical twin brother. 

"What? No hug?" He teased and I remained silent. Finally, I rolled my eyes and went back out the door, ignoring my mother's shouting. I unlocked Ronnie's car and sat inside, starting the car. I didn't even care that I was wet from the pouring rain outside. Brent stepped outside and I rolled down the window, stuck out my hand, and flipped him off as I drove away. Fucking asshole. I was probably going way faster than the speed limit allowed, but I didn't care. I was too angry to think about anything besides Brent. I didn't realize where I was driving until I reached the fountain in front of Ronnie's mansion. I sighed, sitting in the car in front of his house. 

I took out my phone and dialed Ronnie's number. After the third ring, he picked up. 

"Miss me?" I could hear the cockiness in his voice. 

"No. I need a place to stay." He paused for a moment. 

"I see you outside. Just come in," he sighed. I hung up and slid my phone into my back pocket before I ran to the door of the grand estate. Rather than a maid, Ronnie opened the door and pulled me in. He led me upstairs to a linen closet and pulled out a white towel, tossing it to me. "Take a shower. I'm going to the store real quick." And with that, he left me. I walked around, looking for a bathroom. When I found it, I walked in and locked the door. I gasped. This is as big as my bedroom, I thought. 

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I stood in Ronnie's bedroom with a towel wrapped around me, and my hair soaking wet from the shower. He barged in, staring at me. 

"Well, I knew the day would come where you'd be naked in my room," he smirked. I smiled and rolled my eyes. "Here." He handed me a bag, and I looked inside to see a pack of underwear, two bras, an Attila shirt, an Of Mice & Men shirt, batman socks, and a pair of black skinny jeans. "Get dressed." He left the room and I did as told. When I walked out of the room, I saw him leaning against the wall next to the door. 

"How did you know my bra size?" I asked, crossing my arms. He smirked, not looking up from his phone. 

"Lucky guess." When he looked up from his phone, he looked at my wet hair. "Aren't you gonna dry it?" I shrugged. 

"We going anywhere?" He nodded and I rolled my eyes. "Do you have any mousse anywhere?" He led me to the bathroom and opened the big door next to the shower. Inside were dozens of bottles and jars of hair product. 

"Take your pick." I shook my head and grabbed a bottle of Bed Head Curling Mousse. I easily scrunched my hair and put the bottle back. "Good, now let's go."

*Ronnie's POV*

I parked in the almost full parking lot and turned off the engine. I looked over at Bridget and she raised an eyebrow at me. 

"A bar?" 

"I thought you needed a drink," I shrugged. She smiled and stepped out of the car. By now, it had stopped raining, so we didn't need to walk together under the same umbrella. She waited for me and we walked together to the entrance of the shady bar on the outskirts of my small town. The bouncer, who was a personal friend of mine, smirked when he saw me approach him.