Little White Lies Ch. 13

"What the fuck ever!" Tyson said. "I just caught you cheating you little bitch!"

Daisy looked at him incredulously for a few seconds before speaking again. "What the fuck are you talking about? Are you fucking stupid?"

Jessie didn't see it coming, though Jack apparently had. Without warning, Tyson reached back and had been just about to slap Daisy across the face. Jack's hand snapped up and intercepted the blow, his hand tightly gripping the other guy's wrist and pushing both back against the wall.

"Get the fuck off me!" Tyson snapped and tried to push himself free.

"Nope, you're gone," Jack said calmly, and before Jessie knew what was happening, he had Tyson's arm behind his back and was marching him toward the front door, almost like a little kid getting hauled to the office.

Tyson was swearing and protesting the whole time as people came to see what was going on. Ronnie had been close by and had also seen the whole thing. He came over to help Jack, not that it was needed, and the two swiftly ejected Tyson from the house. Jessie and the others followed behind, watching in wonder as the deed was done.

"Get the fuck out of here," Jack said, a finality in his tone that left no room for argument.

"Fuck you, man!" Tyson spat. "I'm not leaving without my girlfriend!"

"I'm not your girlfriend anymore!" Daisy yelled from beside Jessie. "You just tried to slap me!"

"Wait... what?" Dex asked, having emerged with the group. He moved quickly over beside Jack, but Jessie saw the older brother stop him with a raised hand.

"He's leaving," Jack said, and though he was looking at Dex, it was clear that he was speaking to Tyson. "No more arguing. No more whining. Get in your car and go. Now."

Tyson had been about to say something else, but Jessie saw that Blake had emerged as well and none of the four guys outside were looking very pleased.

"What the fuck ever," Tyson said, then turned and stomped to his truck. Jessie saw the guys all make sure that he'd left before the group went back inside together.

After the drama was done with, Daisy came and hugged Jack tightly. "Thank you," she said.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Jessie saw the two walk over to the couch and sit, lost in conversation. She turned and saw Dex then and went over to talk.

"What happened?" she asked.

"I'm not really sure," he said.

She was amused to learn that Alec and Erin had chosen that night to come clean about misleading Dex the weekend of the amusement park trip, and that Erin had been sucking Dex off in the den when Daisy and Tyson had started fighting.

"Honestly, all she was doing was watching for like five seconds before he came in," Dex said after he'd explained what had happened.

"I wouldn't worry about it," she said, smiling at him. "I'm glad you were having fun before it got interrupted, though!"

He smirked. "Yeah, it was a little weird, but who doesn't like getting head?" He fixed her with a curious look. "Still misbehaving?"

"Not as much as I'd like to be, but a little here and there," she said. "I was just about to take your brother upstairs and drain him dry when Tyson had to spoil things. What about you? Where's Donna?"

He frowned and rolled his eyes. "I was about to go and check on her. She's been drinking pretty heavily."

"I know, I saw," she said with a frown. "I'll be down here keeping an eye on things if you need to take her up and put her to bed."

"That sounds like a good idea," he said. "I'll see if I can get her to sleep and then try and meet you back down here."

"Deal," she said happily and turned to go and check in with the people still around partying.

After a half-hour, she figured that Dex had either passed out, or that Donna hadn't let him leave. Either way, she didn't blame him. He had promised her to spend the evening with her, and Jessie wasn't going to stop that from happening.

The party started to die down a little after that, and after she walked Alec and Erin out, she shut and locked the door behind them after waving goodbye. Turning, she went back into the living room and wondered if she should just go upstairs and sneak into bed with Dex and Donna.

She was still irritated at not being able to get dirty for him all that much, but she truthfully more tired than anything. She'd played a lot that day, after all.

She just wished that she could have at least gotten a little slutty. She barely had anything to tell Dex about as it was. She began to think about the sex that they'd shared earlier and the memory alone sent a shiver down her body. He'd said something during his punishment though, and it was when she was standing there alone after the party that she thought about it again.

With a giggle, she went to the den and stepped quietly in. There on the sofa, just where she'd last seen him, was Jason. He had a thick blanket pulled up around him and a pillow shoved haphazardly under his head.

As quietly as she could, she snuck over to him and got undressed again. When she was completely nude, she gingerly lifted the cover and slid inside.

*****

Dexter

"Bitch," Tyson spat.

Dex turned, seeing Daisy's eyes go wide before she spun around as Tyson stomped back out of the room.

"Shit," he muttered, and quickly stepped back as Erin stood up from the commotion of the two arguing.

It took him longer to get his dick put away in its ridiculous state than he wanted, and he only caught the end of the argument as his brother marched Tyson outside.

Once the excitement had died down, he took a moment to check in with Jessie and make sure things were okay.

He explained the events from his viewpoint but wasn't able to offer much in the way of explanation. She quickly reminded him about Donna and went back to the den where he'd last seen her.

As he turned to corner to walk in, he almost ran into her stumbling down the hall.

"Dexsh," she said, collapsing into his arms.

"Fuck," he muttered. "You're hammered."

"Yep!" she confirmed. "Lesh go upstairsh. You promished."

He sighed, lifting her back to her feet and slowly making his way upstairs with his drooling, slovenly package. Eventually he was able to get her into his room and unceremoniously tossed her into bed. She responded by flopping over and spreading her legs, then reaching out for him.

"Ugh... rooms shpinnin'" she slurred. "C'mon... lesh fuck..." As she spoke, she was trying to clutch at his arm with her fingers. "Dexsh..." she whined after a few attempts.

"Honey... you're way too drunk right for this to happen tonight," he said.

"Noooo," she cried, and tried to sit up again. That caused her to fall off the bed completely with a thud. Seconds later she was laughing as hard as he'd ever seen and trying to get back up.

With some effort, he was able to get her standing up again. She began to dance in place when he started to undo the shorts she'd put on after getting out of the pool.

"Donna... stop," he said, getting a little irritated.

"Deeeexsh..." she whined. "You promished!"

He brought both hands up and cradled her head with them, forcing her to look at him. "This isn't going to happen tonight, honey," he said. "You're way too drunk and your family is still here."

"Deeeexsh," she whined again, but then sullenly held still while he got her undressed.

Finally, she was down to the bikini bottoms she'd put on earlier that day. He pulled the covers back and gestured for her to get in, which she reluctantly did.

"You don't want me cuz I'm not a slut," she snapped. "I see...I saw... you with that slut earlier. That's all you want is sluts."

Dex sighed, rubbing his temples.

"Admit it," she said, and tried to glare at him but was unable to focus and ended up getting dizzy and falling backward.

He went around and climbed into bed, then pulled her hair up out of her face.

"You just love Jessie cuz she's a slut," Donna muttered. "I'm not and now you won't fuck me."

Dex sighed, really not wanting to deal with her in her state.

"Erin's a slut," Donna continued. "So jus' got and sex her. Get out of my room." Her eyes were closed and she was partially face-down in the pillow when she spoke, then threw her arm out wildly and pointed straight up.

"Out," she said. "Bashtard."

He sighed, shaking his head again, then pushed her arms down to her sides.

"No," she said, slapping his hands away. "Jussh leave me alone."

He immediately sat up in bed, more than done with her that evening.

"Noooo, wait..." she whined almost immediately. "I'm shorry. Pleash..."

He turned to see her looking up at him, her beautiful green eyes focusing on him for a few seconds.

"Just hold me," she said.

Dex laid back down in bed, then pulled her into his arms and let her snuggle up to his chest. Stroking her hair, he started to drift off to sleep. She would randomly say something every so often and wake him up, but eventually she grew still.

The last thing he heard before he drifted off was, "I love you."