The Wedding Party (Hollywood & Vine #2.5)

by Olivia Evans

  Suddenly, a flurry of alerts flooded Inky’s phone. With each picture, the girls became more confused, even as their sides began to ache from laughter. Images of Anders and Reid huddled together in what appeared to be a cave, Owen crouched naked in the corner covered in something they couldn’t distinguish, and Walker swinging at a rock while Holden held him back came in rapid succession.

  It wasn’t until the last picture came through that the laughter stopped and shock strangled the air. “Inky, who sent you these pictures?” Chloe asked, gripping the phone tighter when Inky tried to pry it free.

  “Greer sent them. Why? What did he send?”

  “His dick,” Lori murmured, her eyes still fixed on the image. “A picture of his gigantic, pierced dick.”

  Inky rolled her eyes, but Josie didn’t miss the way her skin flushed. “So what? It’s Greer. None of you can really be surprised after all the other pictures he sent. Clearly, they got into something.”

  Chloe shook her head and handed the phone back to Inky. “It’s not the picture we’re surprised by. Although I gotta say, I’m more than a little traumatized that I know what Greer’s dick looks like.”

  “And that it’s pierced,” Josie added.

  Chloe groaned. “Can we not talk about his dick and focus on what he wrote instead?”

  Josie cleared her throat and spoke in a deep voice, attempting to mimic Greer’s. “Don’t tell me you don’t want this again.”

  “Holy shit!” Madison said, her eyes wide. “Is this the low standards you spoke of earlier?”

  “I fucking hate all of you,” Inky muttered, slamming back her rum. “I’m going to need to be a lot drunker for this story.”

  Grabbing a bottle of rum, Josie and the rest of the girls moved to a couple of couches in the back of the lounge area. With eager expressions and cups filled with alcohol, they listened to Inky’s story.

  “We’d just gotten back from a show. It was that new band I’m digging right now, The Nuns?” she asked, looking at Chloe, who nodded. Inky pursed her lips. “If you would have just come with me, none of this would have happened. I totally blame you, just so we’re clear.”

  Chloe covered her mouth, her eyes wide. “That was only a few weeks ago! Also, there was a screening of Star Wars that night. You knew better than to ask.”

  “Whatever. It’s easier to blame you. Anyway, Greer volunteered to go.”

  “Wait a second,” Madison interrupted, leaning forward. “How did he know you were going in the first place?”

  Inky shifted in her seat. “We talk. It’s whatever.” Madison opened her mouth to speak, but Inky lifted her hand to silence her. “If you want to hear this story, you will stop asking me a million questions. The longer it takes, the more my buzz wears off.” Josie leaned forward and refilled Inky’s glass, a sly smirk on her face.

  Inky looked at Chloe. “I was so much better off before you came along and introduced me to your friends. I could keep my shame and embarrassment all to myself.”

  Chloe winked. “Love me, you do. Now, on with the shame story, woman!”

  “Anyway,” Inky said, her voice full of annoyance. “We went to the show and it was amazing and Greer was really into the music and I don’t know, it was hot. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I freaked out and downed my drink. Then I downed another. I thought that eventually it would erase the image I had of him naked, but all it did was make it worse. Because he’s a fucking groupie bloodhound, he knew exactly what I was thinking. It was like he could sense it. A fucking Jedi pussy-master or some other ridiculous thing you would call it.”

  Chloe burst into laughter, and everyone else followed suit. Well, everyone except Inky; she was pouring another drink. Once the laughter died down and the girls composed themselves, Inky continued.

  “It was so weird,” she whispered, almost like she was talking to herself. “He’s always hit on me. Hell, I’m pretty sure he’s hit on every one of you at some point, but this time, it was different. He was still Greer, cocky as fuck—I don’t know, maybe it was the booze. Maybe it was the fact that I hadn’t been laid in months. Whatever it was, the next thing I knew, we were naked in his bed, and that big pierced dick of his was making me scream for Jesus.” Inky shuddered and took a big swallow of her drink. “The next morning was awkward as fuck, and I got my shit and left before he woke up. I expected that to be the end of it, but he just wouldn’t shut the fuck up about it. He keeps sending me dirty messages, and it’s fucking ridiculous.”

  “Wow, that sounds super familiar,” Madison said, winking at Josie.

  “Shut up, Maddie,” Josie snarked with a smile. As much as Josie would like to forget the crazy, messed-up way her relationship with Anders started, there was no denying the similarities. Maybe there was hope for Greer, after all.

  “I see the look on your face, Josie,” Inky said, pursing her lips. “It’s never going to happen. One, because I’m still waiting to make sure he didn’t give me VD, and two, because it’s Greer and I’m not getting mixed up with someone as fucked up as him.”

  “Yes, because getting mixed up with seriously damaged guys always ends horribly,” Chloe sassed, receiving a nod of agreement from Josie.

  “Now that all of you know my dirty little secret, can we please focus on what prompted this conversation in the first place? What in the hell happened on that trip today?”

  “Maybe we should split up. Interrogate the guys individually,” Josie suggested as she finished off her cup of rum. The truth was, Josie was more than a little drunk, and knowing that Anders was naked in their villa was driving her insane.

  “Ugh, you’re totally thinking about having sex with Anders,” Madison said, her nose wrinkled.

  Josie shrugged, her face unapologetic. “Damn straight. I’m totally about to hit that.”

  Chloe laughed and stood, looping her arm through Josie’s. “Come on. Let’s go find the guys and see what we can get out of them.”

  Inky looked at Lori and shook her head. “We’re not going anywhere near those idiots. Let those three do recon. We’re going to flirt with the cabana boys.”

  With a laugh, the girls parted ways, Josie, Madison, and Chloe heading toward their villas, and Lori and Inky to the pool. As soon as they were out of earshot, Chloe leaned closer to Madison and Josie.

  “Twenty bucks she fucks Greer before we leave the island.”

  Josie shook her head. “Nah, she’ll hold out a little longer than that if for no other reason than sheer stubbornness.”

  “Did you see his dick?” Madison whispered. “I’m with Chloe. They’re totally going to bang before we leave.” With a handshake and a promise to find out what happened at the cave, the girls went their separate ways.

  Slipping inside their villa, Josie walked to the bed where Anders lay facedown, a towel wrapped around his waist and beads of water still glistening on his back. Using the tip of her finger, Josie swirled the drops of water over Anders’s skin, the soft touch causing Anders to moan and shift to his side.

  “Rough day?”

  “You have no idea,” Anders answered, his voice gruff.

  Josie’s lips turned up, her eyes dancing with mischief. “Who knew cuddling with Reid could be so exhausting.”

  Anders shot up in bed, his wide eyes slowly narrowing. “What are you talking about?”

  Chapter Four

  Anders did his best to play things cool, but the playful mischief on Josie’s face made his mind race. No more than a half hour had passed since they made it back to the resort. He found it hard to believe someone had cracked already.

  He followed Josie’s movements as she slid down the bed and dragged the tip of her finger up the length of his thigh. Her smirk was firmly in place, and as much as Anders wanted to yank her onto the bed and wipe it off her face, preferably with his tongue, he wanted to know what she’d heard more.

  Grabbing her hand, he pulled her closer, making sure to skim her palm over his growing erection. There was no reason she
shouldn’t be as uncomfortable as him. When she narrowed her eyes, he smiled. For the moment, things felt even.

  “Do you want to explain why you think I’ve been cuddling with Reid, or would you rather climb on top of me and let me show you why that’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever said?”

  Josie hummed and threw her leg over his waist, straddling his hips. “I’d say that pictures don’t lie, but we both know that’s not true. So why don’t you just tell me about what happened today.”

  Anders gripped her hips and rocked against her, his eyes rolling back. “Today was total bullshit. Who the fuck thinks it’s a good idea to ride through the jungle on four-wheelers then swim in some cave where people were slaughtered? You’ve got a fucked-up family, Ivy.”

  Josie let out a short laugh. “Don’t try to confuse me. We’re talking about you and Reid. Cuddling. We’ll talk about my family’s issues later.”

  “Why exactly do you think Reid and I were cuddling?”

  Josie shrugged. “Because I saw pictures of exactly that. Not to mention Walker having a WWE match with the air, Owen naked in the corner in full-on Blair Witch meltdown mode, and of course, Greer’s pierced dick. You boys had quite the outing—or inning, depending on how things went after the pictures stopped.”

  Anders sat up, his jaw set and his eyes hard. “What the fuck do you mean you saw Greer’s dick?” Anders was two seconds away from completely losing his shit. Josie smirked again.

  “Because, apparently, Greer and Inky had a drunken one-night stand, and his way of asking for a repeat was sending her pictures of his dick.”

  Anders blinked. That wasn’t at all what he expected. “I’m not sure if I should still be pissed that you saw a picture of Greer’s dick, or ask you to explain what the fuck you’re talking about. Is this what it feels like to be a chick? Because if so, fuck this.”

  Josie laughed. “This is exactly what it feels like. So, Andersella, what would you like to gossip about first?”

  Anders narrowed his eyes. “First, don’t ever fucking call me that again. That was fucking awful, Ivy. What the fuck? Second, I need you to explain how you know about today so we can move on and get to the part where we take care of this.” Anders lifted his hips, grinding his erection against Josie so she understood exactly what he was referring to.

  Josie let out a low moan, and her head fell back. Leaning forward, Anders placed soft kisses against her exposed neck before biting down on her salty skin. She shuddered and her muscles tensed. For a moment, Anders couldn’t remember what they’d been talking about or why it fucking mattered in the first place.

  “I already told you,” she exhaled. “Greer sent Inky pictures.”

  Anders groaned and dropped his head against her shoulder. Now he remembered. “Why did we invite him again? Because right now, I can’t think of a single fucking reason.”

  Josie let out a low, throaty laugh as she wound her fingers through Anders’s hair and tilted his head back until they were at eye level. “Because you spend just as much time with him as you do the rest of the guys, and it would have been super awkward to leave him at home?”

  Anders shook his head. “Why couldn’t his sister have gone into labor instead of Drew’s?”

  “Greer doesn’t have a sister,” Josie pointed out with a grin. “Now, are you going to tell me about those pictures, or am I going to have to describe, in detail, Greer’s secret piercing?”

  Anders’s jaw snapped shut, and his blue eyes blazed with anger and jealousy. “I’m going to kill that fucker.”

  Josie rolled her eyes and leaned forward, her lips brushing against Anders’s ear as she spoke. “He’s got nothing on you.”

  “Don’t be cute,” Anders snapped. “You’ve seen one of my friend’s dicks. That’s not fucking okay.”

  “Well, if you want to be technical, I’ve seen two. Don’t forget about Owen’s sex tape floating around the internet.”

  “Jesus fucking Christ,” Anders muttered, wanting to talk about anything other than all of his friend’s dicks Josie had seen. “Shrooms.”

  Josie lifted her brows in surprise. “Come again?”

  A devious smile stretched across Anders’s face. “Again? I haven’t even gotten started yet.”

  “You’re only making this harder on yourself,” Josie sang, her eyes dropping to where their bodies met. “The sooner you tell me what happened, the sooner we can get to that whole coming thing.”

  “Fine,” Anders exhaled, rolling out from under Josie. “Owen, Walker, and Greer were flirting with some local girls, and their guys didn’t like it. The boyfriends thought it would be hilarious to add a little bit of shroom juice to our punch. It wasn’t a lot, or so I’m told, but by the time we’d reached the cave, everyone had gone batshit crazy. Well, everyone except Holden, Nathan, and your dad. They were spared.”

  Josie covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wide. “That’s fucked up! What if something would have happened to one of you? And Reid and Walker are in recovery!”

  “Walker is never in recovery. But you’re right, it is fucked up, but it's over now. No one was supposed to know about it, but thanks to Mr. Dick Selfie, I’m sure everyone will know before we sit down for dinner.”

  Josie scooted against his side and rubbed her hand over his chest. “I’m sorry that happened. I won’t lie, the pictures are freaking hilarious, but that was a shitty thing of those guys and Mr. Dick Selfie to do.”

  Anders narrowed his eyes when Josie attempted to cough to hide her laugh. “I’ve about had it with you talking about dicks.”

  Josie lifted her brow, her eyes following the path of her fingers as she loosened the towel from around his waist. “You could always shut me up…”

  Before Josie finished her sentence, Anders grabbed her by the hips and rolled on top of her. Not giving her a chance to speak, he covered her mouth with his own. With panting kisses, he pulled her shirt over her head and made quick work of removing her bra. Once her chest was bare, he moved his mouth from her lips to her jaw and down her neck to her tits. “Don’t even think about it,” Anders warned, dragging his tongue across her hardened nipple as she opened her mouth to say something that, no doubt, would completely ruin the mood.

  With a wicked grin, he curled his fingers around the top of her shorts and peeled them down her legs. Placing a soft kiss just below her belly button, he moved lower, smiling at the way her muscles clenched and her breaths left her lips in shuddering sighs. Nipping at her hip bone, he locked eyes with her once more before wrapping his hands around her thighs and anchoring her in place as he drove her to the brink of madness. Her pleas and struggle to break contact only spurred him on until her moans turned to cries of pleasure as her body jerked from the force of her orgasm. Then he did it once more for good measure, making sure the only dick on her mind was the one she would soon be riding.

  Once her breathing evened out, Josie released a satisfied smile and tugged on Anders’s hair until he crawled up beside her. With a lazy smile, she leaned forward and kissed his lips. “I’m so happy I get to have you for the rest of my life,” she whispered.

  Anders nodded and let his eyes drift shut. After allowing anger and bitterness to rule his heart for so long, he’d never imagined he’d be able to love someone as much as he loved Josie. She’d touched him at the center of his soul, and as terrifying as that was, he wouldn’t trade that feeling for anything in the world.

  “I’m going to need that in writing,” he answered, his playful tone not revealing his swell of emotions.

  Josie’s eyes pinched at the corners as she smiled. “Never change, Anders.”

  Palming her ass, he squeezed as he shifted her body on top of his. Positioning her right where he wanted her, he smiled. “I couldn’t if I wanted to.”

  The next morning, Josie, Madison, Chloe, Lori, and Inky lounged by the pool. Carafes of Bloody Marys, screwdrivers, mimosas, and every other drink considered appropriate for consumption before noon sat submerged in buck
ets of ice on a nearby table, along with an assortment of breakfast foods.

  “I could stay here forever,” Josie sighed, her face tipped toward the sun.

  “Yeah, yeah, paradise, blah, blah, blah. I want to know what happened to the guys yesterday. What did you find out?” Lori asked, looking from Josie to Chloe.

  “We should ask Inky,” Madison chimed in, her expression full of mischief.

  “Don’t ask me shit,” Inky said, her face bored, eyes flat.

  “Oh, I don’t know about that,” Chloe giggled, her teeth trapping her lower lip. “Reid was pretty chatty after I worked him over for a bit. I’m sure Greer was more than happy to give you all the dirty details.”

  “Among other things,” Josie muttered before coughing, “Pierced things.”

  Inky’s face colored with annoyance when Josie and Chloe high-fived. “I didn’t see Greer last night, so I don’t know shit.”

  Josie smirked and took a sip of her mimosa before setting her glass down and clearing her throat. “Here’s the deal. The guys were drugged on shrooms yesterday. I won’t lie, I’d be pissed off if everyone wasn’t okay, but from what I understand, they’re all fine. That means whatever stupid shit they did is fair game.”

  “Hear, hear,” Madison cheered, her voice filled with laughter.

  “That’s fucked up,” Inky said. “Mostly because it resulted in me being outed about Greer, but still.”

  Lori nodded. “I’ve never seen Owen so unattractive in my life. It was pretty tragic, to be honest.”

  Madison groaned. “We’re going to have to stage an intervention before long. You know Owen far too well to still find him attractive.”

  “Shh,” Lori hissed. “The guys are coming.”

  Reid was the first to join the group. “What’s the plan with you girls tonight?” he asked, sitting on the end of Chloe’s lounge chair.

  Chloe set down her drink and scooted forward, wrapping her arms around Reid’s waist. “We don’t know. Josie’s mom is in charge of tonight.”

  “Oh shit,” Holden laughed, sitting beside Madison. “Whose idea was that?”