Filed to story: The Girl He Craves Book by Demiah
“Does this look good Ingrid?” I asked, turning around to stare at my reflection in the mirror. I was domed in a black short dress that reached mid thigh.
Ingrid leans against the doorframe and smiles at me.” You look beautiful Sophie. Red lipstick would definitely bring out the look. She suggested,
She smiled at me yet her eyes showed her stress lines and the worry painted in them. Her eyes had been like this since afternoon but she hadn’t told me what caused it.
“What’s wrong Ingrid? You’ve been sad since afternoon. And don’t tell me you’re okay I know you’re not. A smile can’t hide everything.” I toli her, turning around to stare at her. Her eyes drop to the floor and her shoulders sagged as if finally relieved that they could let down that weight. “He was laid off today.”
She was talking about my foster father.
My heart drops knowing how much his job meant to him. “I’m so sorry Ingrid. Where is he?” I asked
I hadn’t seen him the entire day and the house was way too quiet for him to be here. His usually always watching television or stacking up the cards for when their friends arrived. I suppose game night was canceled tonight.
“You know him Soph. He’s taking it hard and I’m certain he’s at a bar right now. He didn’t want to come home yet. She sighs sadly with a shake of her head.
“I can stay home if you want
“No! You enjoy yourself tonight! This is your first high-school party after all.” She beams and then nods. “I have red lipstick in my drawer in the room, I’ll be right back.” She leaves quickly before I can protest. The bell rang on the door and Ingrid looks at me in excitement. Uh oh, she’s up to something.
Before I can answer the door Ingrid pries it open. I sighed and walked over to the two.
“So you’re the boyfriend.” Ingrid giggled as she looks at a nervous Carson.
Carson who noticed I was here, sweeps his gaze to me and I saw the relief in his eyes. I smiled. He was so shy.
And then his gaze roamed over me and his mouth parted. His attention didn’t make my heart thunder in my chest neither did I get goosebumps but his attention felt good. WowHe said.
Ingrid leans over to me and whispers ‘Told you that red lipstick would do the trick.”
i elbowed her lightly and she laughed. “You two have fun!’ She pushes me towards Carson who smiled down at me.
“You look beautiful Sophie” He breathed out
“Thank you’ I smiled, accepting his compliment. It wasn’t every day I got told I was beautiful. Pretty yes, but beautiful hardly.
Carson and I started to walk away when Ingrid called out for his attention. We both turned around only to see that Ingrid was pointing her fungere at her eyes and then at Carsonie. I’m watching you young man You better bring my girl back in one piece.” She warned. “Or else I have duct tape, garbage bags, and a very sharp knite in the kitchen She threatened
I giggled in embarrassment while Carson chuckled nervously. He told her shakily that he’d get me home safe and then we began to walk towards his car again.
But when we were inches from the car, Ingrid yells. “I also own a car if you were wondering’ So it will be easy to dump the body.
“Oh my God, please get me out of here.” I laughed as I quickened my steps to the passenger’s side
When we got in Carson turns to me while starting the car “Your mom is freaking scary
I laughed not correcting him and informing him that Ingrid wasn’t my biological mother but my foster mom. It doesn’t matter if we were not related, she was a mom to me and treated me like a daughter Carson held my hand tightly as we drew closer to the door
The music blares louder as we got closer. A thumping that I swore shook the entire two story house.
Suddenly the door is wrenched open and a girl rushes out to puke in the nearby bushes. I cringe and Carson blocks his mouth.
“Shit.” He grumbles, gagging and quickens to enter inside the house while holding me close to him.
“Welcome to mi casa!” Rob is the first to greet us since he was just beside the door. In his hand was a bowl full of condoms that he threw towards Carson that he refused.
“Nah man have them, just in case.” He winks and then his attention is quickly elsewhere when he hears something that sounds like a glass shattering
“Oh my God, not my mom’s vase!” He rushes towards the kitchen, the condoms flying out of the bowl with every bounce of his feet.
The air is rancid with alcohol and teenagers sweat. My nose itched and twitched.
“Let’s go search for something to drink.” Carson said and tugged me to the kitchen area.
On the way there I could feel a penetrating stare on my back and turned around. My eyes connected with his and he trails his eyes lower. His glare is hard as they stare at Carson’s arm around my waist and holding me close.
From here I could see his jaw pop. Aiden was seated don the sofa, his legs parted with Rena on his thigh. He had a beer in his hand and lifts it to his mouth to gulp some of the liquid.
I couldn’t help it when my eyes glared at Rena’s hand on his bicep. “Oh there’s soda.” Carson says and pulls me along with him.
“Having fun yet?” Carson breathed beside my ear. I brought the cup to my lips so that I’d kill time to answer him.
No I was not having fun. The music was too loud, the air smelled like dog’s ass and I was sweating buckets when we only just got here ten minutes ago or so.
So no I was not having fun
I shrugged and mumbled. “Kind of
Carson places his cup down on the countertop. We were still in the kitchen, standing and just staring at the partygoers. So that may have added to the boredom. He pries my cup out of my hold and then grasps my hands. “Come on have a dance with me. His eyes shine.
I shook my head. “I don’t dance.”
Carson grinned. “Come on Sophie, this is my favorite song.” He urged which soon made me agree.
When we got to the dance floor another couple joined us. And that couple was none other than Aiden and Rena.
Sophie’s pov
Jealousy doesn’t feel too great. Not at all
Carson chuckled and turned me around when I froze like a statue upon seeing Aiden with Rena on the dance floor Carson had no idea why I froze up because Aiden and Rena were just coming up behind him “You’re as stiff as a statue Soph. You werent kidding when you said you don’t dance Carson joked
I sucked in a sharp breath when Carson’s hands are on my waist, holding me there lightly and pulls me to his front. It wasn’t because I liked it there, sure it wasn’t unpleasant but I was just shocked when I could feel him rubbing against my bottom. He wasn’t hard but I could still feel him which weirded me out
Thear a flirtatious giggle and from the corner of my eyes, I saw Rena pulling Aiden forward so that they’d be just beside Carson and me. My heart leaped. Were they doing this on purpose?
Rena giggled and turned around so her bottom was brushing Aiden’s front. I found myself gritting my teeth in annoyance and anger. I know shouldn’t feel that way and had the urge to smack myself for even feeling such a way
Carson’s lips brush my ear. Just relax babe.”
I tried to but when Aiden’s hands grabbed Rena’s waist as she moves to the beat of the music while giggling, I could feel nothing but furious jealousy. I hated that feeling and I hated that he gripped her waist so much like he liked when her bottom rubbed against his front.
Gritting my teeth, my eyes rise from watching Aiden’s hands on Rena’s waist to his face and I felt irritation surpass that anger. Because Aiden knew exactly what he was doing to me, judging by the smirk he was currently showcasing so proudly while he looked at me.
Asshlole.
Okay, two can play this game.
One of my hands curl behind Carson’s neck and I began to rub my bottom against his front while moving to the rhythm. “Oh shit.” Carson groaned in my ears and gripped my waist more firmly.
I looked over at Aiden and noted the firmness of his jaw as he clenched his teeth. His eyes are furious as he glares at Carson’s hand on my waist.
Good. It doesn’t feel too good to get a taste of your own medicine now, does it?
I sent him a taunting glare and then moved my hips, all the while brushing my bum against Carson’s front.
I’m aware of how tight Carson’s grip on my waist is and I’m also very aware of how rough his breathing felt against my neck as he rubs his front against my bottom.
Carson pulls me closer to him and my grip around his neck tightens as I start to dance more intimately when I knew I had Aiden’s unwavering attention