In The Spur of Heath (The Spur Series Book 1) (15 page)

“Oh that’s Reese’s friend slash roommate, and his girlfriend; Heath and Caroline.” Joey padded up to them and shook both their hands. “Well, here is your section.” He lured us to the cordon off V.I.P. area and we sat on the red leather sectional. “Jake, what are you all drinking?” Jake then turned to me.

“Today is her birthday, so anything she wants.” He informed Joey.

“Oh right, Happy Birthday.” Joey winked. “And what exactly are you in the mood for?”

“Oh, can we do shots, in the spirit of the song and all?”

“Yes, shots!” Heath called out throwing his fist into the air.

“Great shots it is then.” Jake turned back to Joey. “Tequila, Liquid Cocaine, Blow Jobs, lots of Jell-O shots, Melon Balls, Jager Bombs, and Buttery Nipples. Bring it on.” 

“Your wish is my command, Cavanaugh. I’ll have the waitress bring them all for you, and I’ll throw in a complementary bottle of wine, appetizers and birthday cake, on the house. Now excuse me, have some business to attend to.” He winked at me. “Do enjoy your birthday at Club Athens.” He then nodded at us and left. Such a weird dude, I thought to myself, but very generous.

A few minutes later, about five waitresses in skimpy Greek uniform dresses holding trays filled with shots of different kinds laid them on the table before us. They left and then returned with a lit birthday cake, a bottle of champagne and platters of different appetizers. This was looking to be an awesome birthday party and I was ready to get fucked up!

The four of us cheered and began taking shot after shot. Each time I hit one, I’d screw my face up when it burned my chest and hit another. The music totally got to me when
Drink by Lil Jon ft. LMFAO
remixed in. I got up from our seat and began to dance, moving my waistline and hips. I fell back on Jake and began grinding on top of him as I hit another shot. Caroline followed me, trying to grind on Heath but she was no match for my Caribbean moves.

“Whoaaaa!” I began pumping my fist into the air and let my hair down when
Blow by Kesha
started blasting. My head started spinning but I didn’t care. I grabbed Jake and pulled him down to the dance floor and
Function by E40, IamSu and YG
started playing.

He never disappointed with his flexing. He held onto my waist and moved just in time with me. Caroline and Heath were next to us dancing as well. Heath could move too, but unfortunately Caroline wasn’t as talented in the art.

I felt so high. After
House Party by Meek Mill
and
Watch Out For This by Major Lazer and Busy Signal
, my feet were killing me. I told Jake and we went back to our seat. He took my heels off and rubbed my feet. I was suddenly overcome with hunger. I ate a few of the appetizers, and then took another shot of tequila.

“Jaaaake.” I slurred. He looked up at me with the cutest little smirk. “Do youuu knowww that you are insanelyyyyy hot.” I pointed at him, almost falling over and he caught me.
Oh god someone stop me.

“I am?” He raised a brow at me.

“Don’t po… po… poke fun at me. You know you are, and I lo… loveeee every inch of y…” I trailed off.

“Stay here, Reese. I’ll go get you a club soda.” He rose up from the lounge seat and I nearly toppled over and he darted toward me, catching me before I fell.

“I’m sorry.” I began to laugh. I was extremely drunk.
Oh God I’m not prepared for the repercussions of this night.
I saw Heath in the distance coming towards us, bobbing his head to the music.  “Where’s your girlfriendddddddddd?” I asked him upon his arrival.

“She went to the bathroom. Reese are you alright?” He replied.

“Fiiiiine.” I rolled my eyes and began poking Jake’s incredibly cute face as he held onto me.

“Andrews, can you get her some water or a club soda, please?” Jake stifled a grin.

“Yeah, sure.” Heath nodded and left.

Party Rock by LMFAO
began to play and I sprung up and began to dance; fist pumping and jumping around barefooted. “Whoaaaa!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. I began moving my head from side to side, relishing in my very drunken stupor. Heath returned and handed me the club soda and I poured it all over my head as I jumped up and down. I was a total mess, but at least I was having fun.
Yep, at least I was having fun! Kill me now!

We partied for about two more hours and left when all our shots were finished. One of the waitresses put the cake and unopened bottle of champagne in a bag for us before we left.

I staggered down the stairs behind Heath and Caroline as Jake held onto me with one arm. My heels were in his other hand as we walked towards the limo. I hardly remember getting into the limo or our drive back home, but when we arrived, I begged Jake to stay with me and he agreed. He told Sven that he’d use my car to get back home.

Jake threw me over his shoulder and carried me up to my room. I was fumbling and slurring as he undressed me and helped me into my shower. He bathed me and helped me change into my pajama pants and vest, then tucked me in. “Well, it’s a good thing I wore jeans tonight.” He whispered to himself and stripped down naked. He stepped into my bathroom and opened the shower, letting the water fall on his hair and down his body. He slicked his hair and threw his head back in thought.

After his bath, he put on his briefs and a vest that I had taken from him at one time, and the basketball shorts that he had on under his jeans. He walked out into the corridor. Meanwhile, Caroline and Heath were lying on the bed. When Caroline heard Jake step into the corridor, she looked over at Heath whom was fast asleep, and got up to peep out into the corridor from the bedroom door. When she saw Jake head for the stairs, she crept into the corridor.

Jake opened the fridge and scanned it, spotted some orange juice and poured out some into a glass. He then noticed a bag of Chex Mix and threw out some into a bowl. He sat on the stool at the breakfast bar and scooped up a handful of the Chex Mix into his mouth.

“Hey.” Caroline called out as she padded up to the fridge to get some of the orange juice. Jake spun around in fright. “Oh, hi Caroline.”

“Where’s Reese?” She asked as she poured herself some of the juice.

“Asleep.” He replied nonchalantly.

“Ohhh, no action for you tonight, huh?” He looked up at her with furrowing eyebrows and she winked.

“Where’s Heath?” He glanced around the kitchen.

“Asleep.” She batted her eyelashes innocently at him. His chewing slowed down and he raised a brow at her.

“Oh yeah?” He asked and took a sip of his orange juice. “Guess it’s just us then?” He smiled.

“Yah.” She bit on her lip and twirled the end of her hair.

“Chex Mix?” He raised the bowl to her face.

“Sure.” She took up a handful and put it to her mouth. He continued to eat more from his bowl and Caroline came around the counter and sat beside him, intentionally brushing her breast against his shoulder. “Sorry.” She whispered. He watched her at the corner of his eyes and shrugged. “So, you like younger girls, huh?” She brushed her finger tips against his arm. He scanned her and smirked.

“Somewhat, why?” He licked his lips.

“Just making conversation.” She murmured. “That was nice, what you did for Reese tonight. You don’t mind spending on her, that’s hot, but aren’t you like worried she’s using you for money?” Jake pursed his lips together and raised his brows. He then looked at her with a smirk.

“Please, tell me more.” He brushed his hand against her golden tresses and she scanned his muscular arms. She then bit her lip.

“Well, I’ve heard her talk about you, and all she ever talks about is well, your money, you know.”

“That gold digger!” He exclaimed and clenched his jaw in anger.

“Exactly.” She smiled, then put on a faux-frown. “I’m so sorry, you deserve better, I mean you are insanely hot and she is like, you know.”

“No, I don’t know. What?”

“Well, you deserve someone more like us, understand?”

“I’m not following, someone like us?” He took another sip of his orange juice.

“She’s a nigger.” Caroline scoffed and he paused in astonishment.

“Wow.” He mouthed, he covered his opened mouth.

“And a gold digger, and she is obviously a drunk. You see how she acted tonight? You’re too classy for that.” She leaned in closer to him and he leaned in even closer to her.

“You really think so, huh?” His lips were insanely close to hers.

“I mean, I am no Princess Diana, but, I have a lot more to offer than her. She can’t even give you a good fuck tonight, passed out drunk. I could, though.” She winked at him.

Jake smirked and bit his lip, “Caroline, listen… there is nothing classy about a racist, I happen to like her for who she is and based on all this fuckery you’re telling me, you have absolutely nothing to offer me, or Heath or any human being for that matter. You are the real gold digger here, and evidently a whore willing to give me a fuck to peak my interest, wrong move. I have young bimbos throwing their pussy in my face all day long at work, you’re no different. Reese is a decent human being and that is why she is the woman I chose to be with. Now get up out my face, before I let Heath know what kind of disgusting slut he’s with.” Caroline stood there motionless, looking absolutely mortified.

“Heath would never believe you over me, anyway. Loser.” She scoffed.

“You think I’d actually leave or cheat on the girl I love with you? You’re the real loser here.” He grinned. “Hold this L.” He placed an L-shaped piece from his Chex Mix on top of the counter and she looked down at it. She then rolled her eyes and stomped back up the stairs. He shook his head in disdain and continued eating his snack until it was all done.

After he washed up his dishes, he went to the bathroom upstairs, brushed his teeth and got into bed, snuggling up to me. As he became comfortable, his phone rang and he answered it. As usual, the number was blocked and no one responded, just breathing. Jake sucked his teeth and threw his phone to the side and went to sleep.

Next morning, Jake’s eyes slowly fluttered open. He squinted his eyes and exhaled.  I was still passed out; my arm and hair on his face. He stifled a grin as he eased himself from under me and headed for the bathroom.

He splashed water on his face, brushed his teeth and gargled some mouth wash. He used a towel to dry his face and paused when he heard Heath’s voice. He then looked at himself in the mirror, squinting and widening his eyes, checking his slightly crooked tooth, and turning his face from side to side. He then tussled his hair and smirked. “Man, I’m so lame.” He whispered to himself.

He walked back into the room, observing my hungover slumber; my legs spread across the bed and pillow over my head. He shook his head in amusement and headed downstairs.

Heath heard Jake coming down the stairs and looked up at him. “Oh, hey Mr. Cavanaugh.” Heath announced, leaning against the sink as he poured out some cereal and milk into a bowl.

“Andrews, I told you to call me Jake when we’re out of the classroom.”

“Jake.” Heath deadpanned. “Where’s Reese, still sleeping?”

“Pretty much. Look, I’ve got something to tell you concerning Caroline.” Jake replied as he sat at the breakfast bar.

“Yeah, I know.” He took a spoonful of cereal.

“Really, she told you?”  Jake asked in astonishment. “How’d you deal with that?”

“How does one deal with their teacher hitting on their girlfriend?”

“What?”

“You hit on her last night, and when she turned you down, you threatened to tell me she hit on you.” Heath slammed down his bowl.

“Andrews, are you fucking kidding me? No, not that at all.” Jake’s face contorted in repulsion.

“You really are a bloody nuisance. Reese, would love to hear this though.” Heath murmured.

“Hear what?” I yawned, as I approached them, interrupting their conversation. Jake turned to me abruptly, like if he was caught stealing. “Morning baby.” I smiled at Jake. “Ugh, I feel like shit.” I massaged my temples.

“Morning.” Jake mouthed.

“Where’s Caroline?” I asked, sitting on the stool at the breakfast bar.

“Yeah, where is Caroline?” Jake asked, folding his arms and anticipating an answer from Heath.

“Does it matter?” Heath asked grimly.

“Hey, whoa. What’s wrong with you, two?” I glanced back and forth between them both.

“Reese, I came down here to inform Heath that his girlfriend is a slut.”

“What?” My eyes got a thousand times bigger hearing Jake say that. I pulled my lips into my mouth, trying not to laugh.

“Oh fuck off!” Heath shouted.

“She hit on me last night! Why the fuck would I want her? Ew!”
Oh my fucking Goodness, what the fuck happened? Did I walk into an episode of Jerry Springer? Ha! Jake just called Caroline an Ew. Omg I am so dead.
“She told me you’re a gold digger.”
A what now?
And that I deserved better ‘cause you’re a nigger.”
Holy Christ I knew the bitch was off! That racist cunt!
“She’s a disgusting piece of shit closet racist. And now a liar ‘cause she told Heath that
I
hit on her. When I told her I’d tell you, she said you’d never believe me over her. She even offered me sex!”
Ah damn it, I love you Jake! I love you even more now!