"Woah." He said raising his eyebrows at my appearance. "I have to admit, when you're not covered in eggs, you look pretty damn hot. Like, I'd f**k you right now."
"I'd rather die than sleep with you, Hunter." I spit, crossing my arms with the cup of alcohol still in one hand.
"We both know that's not true. You like me." He smirks.
"You wish," I replied. "Plus I'm not here for your company, so if you would excuse me--"
"What are you doing here?" He continues to question. "Is my sister here?"
"So what if she is here? Maybe we just came here to have fun." I shrugged.
He chuckled. "You're funny. I told her not to come, and yet she did, bring you. So how about I just take you both home." He says, reaching for my open hand but I pull away.
"You're not the boss of me, Hunter. I told you, I
