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Seth hangs his head.
Millie leans over and taps his shoulder. “Seth?”
“You heard the lady!” Shouts Hunter, running for the door and swinging it open. “Party over. Everyone out.”
Millie scoffs, but still doesn’t move her ass from the couch. “Seth?”
Seth sighs and slowly stands. “Out,” he says to Millie.
If I was a better person I would have felt sorry for her. But, instead, she smacks the couch and stalks towards the door, casting me a dark scowl. “Whatever,” she mutters.
Hunter shuts the door when everyone is out and all eyes are on me. I still don’t bother to drop the mop, or move from their beloved TV.
“Alright,” starts Seth. “You got your way. Everyone’s out.”
Hunter groans. “I didn’t even get laid.” He throws himself on the couch and stares up at the ceiling. “My good luck lay for the game tomorrow.”
“You’ll live,” I say.
“Alright, give me the mop,” says Lucas, reaching for my weapon.
I lurch away from him and aim it at the screen.
Lucas’s hands go up, but it still doesn’t stop the scowl from returning to his face. “What the hell! We did what you want.”
I tap my chin again, feeling on top of the world for once in a very long while. “Hmmm, I don’t know. The kitchen is a mess again, the bathroom is completely destroyed, and someone said something about messy rooms.”
Seth narrows his eyes on me. “So?”
I twirl the mop in front of me before taking another practice swing at the screen. The boys gasp in unison. Lucas even falls to his knees. “No!” Shouts Hunter.
I laugh manically. “Well, get to it boys.”
10
HUNTER
This fucking sucks.
This really fucking sucks.
Sure, going through her room while she was out, definitely an ass thing to do. Keeping her from going out… also an ass thing to do. Millie dumping beer on her dress- not my fault. Not Lukie’s or Seth’s fault, either. Threatening to destroy the TV- like what the fuck! What a fucking batshit crazy bitch! It’s like she’s completely lost it. Who threatens the number one most important thing in the household?
Psycho bitch. That’s who.
I glance over at her, now sitting on the couch while watching some girlie Netflix show. Gilmore Sisters? Gilmore Family? Something stupid. The mop is resting next to her while she types away at her phone. It’s completely unguarded. Seth catches my gaze from across the room. He’s been put on trash duty while Lucas cleans the bathroom. Ah Lukie. Poor bastard lost at rock paper scissors. I definitely don’t want to be him right now.
Seth nods towards toward the mop and I nod back at him. I set my wash rag on the counter and slowly step towards Rachel. I grimace when my footsteps cause the floor to squeak. Seth scowls at me, yet Rachel remains glued to her phone.Hell, why have the TV on at all if you’re just going to stare at your phone? It’s a complete waste of energy.
I’m standing right behind her and the mop is only a foot away. I watch Rachel as I reach for it. Slowly so I don’t draw attention. Nearly there. And I know as soon as I grab that mop there is going to be hell to pay. Just need to get it.
The phone rings and Rachel grabs the mop, quickly bounding up from the couch. I stumble backwards and quickly grab my wash rag and return to scrubbing beer off the counters.Fuck! I nearly had it!
“Sorry!” Rachel says into the phone while pacing back and forth with the mop over her shoulder.
She sort of reminds me of a military sergeant. A sexy, bratty military sergeant. I hate to admit it, but there is a part of me that is completely turned on by this whole fiasco. She can be quite bossy. And it makes me wonder what she would make me do to her in bed.
“Ugh! You would not believe my night.” She tosses her head back and stares at the ceiling, something I notice she does pretty frequently. “Well, seeing how I don’t trust the boys to clean up their shit, I’m kinda stuck here. And who knows if they’ll break into my room.” She sends both me and Seth a dark scowl. I ignore the shivers going down my spine. “You know what, why don’t you guys come over here? I would really like to have both your opinions and I really, desperately need this study night.”
