“You’re not naked, are you?” I ask.
“No,” she says. “But I have to go in there in what I wore here.”
I grab the bottle of vodka off the bathroom sink and walk to the tub in the corner of the bathroom.
It’s full of hot water.
All the jets are rumbling and making the water dance.
“We just need some music,” Violet says.
“I don’t have a phone, remember?” I ask.
“Oh, that’s right. Your kidnapper took it and threw it into the ocean.”
I snort. “My kidnapper.”
I step into the hot water and slowly sit down.
My body shivers for a second.
Violet takes out her phone and balances it on the windowsill.
She puts on some music and then wiggles her hips as she dances toward the tub.
She get into the water with me and we sit across from each other.
When we look at each other, we start to laugh again.
“Jolie, this is fucking insane,” she says. “I’m pretty sure I’m drunk right now and it’s still insane.”
“Trust me, I know,” I say. “But what am I supposed to do?”
“I don’t know. Not get involved with Mac.”
“That’s your fault!” I yell. “You wanted to go to the beach.”
“And you let me!” Violet yells back. “You’re supposed to be the good voice in my ear. Not this crazy bitch… I mean…” She sighs. “The second you looked at Mac, I was like ‘oh fuck no…’”
“I know,” I say. “He just gets me.”
“Gets you… gets inside you… right?”
“Well, of course,” I say with a grin.
“I’m almost jealous of you.”
“Almost?” I ask.
“Yeah. I mean, you’re fucking crazy. This whole thing is fucking crazy. I’m not sure I could do it.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I say. Then I snort and laugh.
“Your life is so much better than mine,” Violet says.
“I know my bedroom life is,” I say. “That’s for sure.”
“Look at you… you never talk like this…”
“Well, if you saw Mac’s-”
The bathroom door opened and Mac stepped in.
“Whoa,” he says. “Are you naked?”
“Naked?” a voice yells.
“Fuck,” Mac says.
A second later, Taz bursts into the bathroom.
He looks at the tub and he smiles ear to ear.
Violet points at him. “No. Don’t you fucking dare.”
“Too late, darling,” Taz says.
He kicks off his shoes and takes his shirt off in a second.
He then drops his jeans, showing off red boxers that really didn’t cover up much.
“Taz, don’t be an asshole,” Mac says.
“Once again, too late,” Taz says.
He jumps into the tub.
Water slashes up over the sides.
Water covers Violet’s shirt more than she probably wanted.
Meaning her shirt - which is Mac’s shirt - is now skin tight against her body.
Taz sits right next to her and smiles.
“Hey, you,” he says.
“Go away,” Violet says.
“I’ll only go away if I can come,” he says. “Think about it.”
“Taz, we’re trying to just hang out and relax,” I say.
“What the fuck is going on…”
Les’s voice trails off when he enters the bathroom.
He looks at Violet.
I look at Mac.
Mac just shakes his head.
“Let’s see who’s wearing what in this water,” Taz says.
He dips his head down into the water.
“The water is clear,” Les says.
“He’s trying to get near Violet,” I say.
Violet lets out a playful yell a second later.
She grabs Taz’s head and pushes him into the water some more.
“How many seconds until he stops talking?” Violet asks.
“I like your thinking,” Les says.
Violet looks at Les and blows him a kiss.
Oh, Violet.
Taz pops his head up out of the water and shakes his hair like a wet dog.
He turns and gets way too close to Violet.
“Trying to drown me down there?” he asks.
“Oops,” Violet says.
“Your turn to drown between my legs, darling,” Taz whispers.
“Hey, bro, shut the fuck up,” Les says.
Taz stands and turns.
His ass is right in Violet’s face.
She moves to the side and looks at me.
She smiles and nods.
Not bad she mouths to me.
Drunk Violet near these guys is a dangerous combination.
“What the fuck is your problem, Les?” Taz asks. “Don’t have the balls to jump in here with us? I’m willing to share.”
“I agree,” Violet calls out. “Share! Share! Share!”
“Violet, calm down,” I warn.
But it’s too late.
Les is stripping himself down to his boxers too.
Taz is built like a monstrous beast.
Les is toned with cuts of muscle I only know exist because of Mac’s body.
He climbs into the tub and sits on the other side of Violet, which puts him right next to me too.
He looks at me and grins. “You don’t mind, right?”
“Not at all,” I say.
I look back at Mac.
He steps back and leans against the wall.
“Oh, come on, bro,” Taz says. “Live a little.”
“Yeah, Mac,” Violet says. “Don’t be afraid.”
I kick my foot at Violet.
“Hey! Ow!” she yells.
Violet is drunk and giddy and feeling good about herself. But that doesn’t mean she can say what she wants. She still has no idea who Mac is or what he or his crew are capable of.
I bat my eyes at Mac. “Are you coming in or what?”
“I have a better idea,” he says.
He walks to the edge of tub and reaches down for me.
His arms go into the water and he picks me right up out of the water.
I let out a playful yell as he turns and I’m over his shoulder.
I lift my head and look at Violet.
She looks shocked.
She’s now alone with Taz and Les in the tub.
Mac slides me forward and puts me on my feet.
Water drips everywhere.
“You’re soaked anyway,” I say to him.
“Yeah, I know, sweetie,” he says. “But I want you alone.”
I look over at Violet again.
Taz has an arm around her.
Les is staring at her with very dangerous eyes.
“I’m not sure I should leave Violet alone with them,” I whisper.
Mac presses his body against mine. “Do you really care?”
His hands climb up my back and tug at my bikini top.
I smile.
I’m a little drunk myself.
No matter what, Mac will always be number one in my book.
Violet and I stand at the bedroom door alone.
Now comes the crushing moment she has to leave.
Everyone is dried off.