She had curly, platinum blonde hair and she was wearing a tiny skirt and a blouse that revealed her flat abdomen. Her skin was tanned, as though she spent regular hours under those sun tanning capsules.
She touched his arm and gently pulled him to her. Nick responded by touching her chin and whispering something to her, which made her laugh giddily. The sight made me want to puke in disgust. I felt as if the knot in my stomach tightened painfully and I felt the urge to run to Nick and punch all his teeth down his throat.
You filthy womanizer, you fucking idiot! But of course, I could only scream at him inside my head. Nicholas had every right to do what he does best: pick up easy girls dressed like bitches in heat!
“So, how does this work?” Brett asked. “Are you going to stand by his car and wait for him to finish with that girl, or is the girl going home with both of you?”
“I am not sure. I guess we’ll find out,” I replied.
“You can always catch a ride with us. If you have his house
