Sparkling Hope (The Eastburgh Devils Series Book 1)

Excitement flowed through my veins as I approached the frat house where Trevor was celebrating his birthday.

The closer I got to the property, the louder the voices and music already blaring from the house.

I wasn’t excited about the party. I was excited about finally seeing Luna again. Although we slept in the same bed and went to college together, I haven’t seen her since this morning. I started missing her when she left the car, and I drove onto the ice arena.

The party had already started.

Colorful party lights could be seen through the windows. The first people were already there and chilling in front of the house.

I was late, and there was a legitimate excuse for it, but I couldn’t tell Luna, and I fervently hoped she wouldn’t ask me.

I stepped onto the porch and ran into the house, where music blared through speakers from every corner.

‘Ey! Weston,’ I heard someone call my name, but my eyes first searched for Luna in the crowd until I saw Carter pushing his way through the crowd to me.

‘Yo man, where have you been?’ he asked as we shook hands.

‘I had some stuff to do.’

That wasn’t a lie. I had stuff to do. I just didn’t tell him what.

I wanted to keep that to myself and let Luna know first, but maybe Carter had to take care of something until midnight because I had a talent for losing things.

I kept looking for her, but I didn’t find her.

I knew what she was wearing because we were in bed together last night, and she told me what she wanted to wear tonight for Trevor’s birthday party.

To go with the party theme of all white, Luna had the option of white pants and an off-the-shoulder top with white shoes or white cowboy boots with a white satin dress that she had worn in black to the bar.

The hardest part was not imagining in my mind’s eye how she would look in both outfits because I knew she looked hot in everything, but it was when she asked me for help and let me decide.

That was a challenge because I always chose the principle of what smelled good got worn.

I liked the idea of her wearing a dress because I would get it quickly off her body. Carter pulled me over to the beer pong table, where the new cups were already set up and filled with beer.

My eyes roamed over the living room, which was getting more crowded by the minute.

Damn it, where was she?

At the beer pong table, I also greeted Charles, sitting on the sofa with a girl on his lap, exuding his red cup.

Charles pushed the blonde off his lap and stood up to take his position on the other team.

‘Do you know where Luna is?’ I whispered to Henry.

‘Your girl is up in the attic,’ he explained, tossing the ping pong ball into one of the cups from the other team and forcing Spencer to ex the cup.

‘Thanks, man.’

‘Make it quick, though. I want to see you drunk,’ Henry called after me.

I was not getting drunk until I found Luna.

I pushed my way through the people, who were all wearing white, and always skipped a step when I got to the stairs. A small line formed outside the door of the second-floor restroom, and people sat on the stairs leading to the attic.

Before I could open the door to the attic, it opened on its own, and Aria came to meet me.

‘Hey, Weston,’ she greeted me with a grin.

‘Is—’ I began to ask while standing on the second to last staircase.

‘Yup, she is,’ Aria answered my question before I could fully ask it.

‘Thanks.’

I allowed her to pass me and entered the attic where Trevor lived with Lucy. I closed the door quietly, blocking out the noise, which could only be heard muffled.

The floor consisted of a bedroom, which I was also standing in, a balcony, and a bathroom.

‘Luna?’

‘Yes?’ I heard Luna’s voice coming from the bathroom.

I walked through the neater-than-average bedroom and pushed open the milky glass door.

If I ever build a house, I want this exact door.

I entered the bathroom and saw Luna standing in front of the mirror in her white cowboy boots and white satin dress, tied shut with ribbons in the back.

Luna’s dark brown hair was curled in big waves, and I couldn’t stop but look at her.

‘I missed you,’ I kissed her on the cheek as I hugged her from behind and watched her smearing something on her skin in the mirror.

‘Now you have me back for the whole evening and maybe even the whole night,’ she provoked and smiled at me as our eyes met in the mirror.

This girl was stunningly perfect and had such a beautiful soul and charisma. No matter what Luna wore or said, everything brought some sparkle, and I didn’t want to think away the time and deep conversations with her.

‘What do you mean with maybe?’ I asked indignantly, watching every move she made.

‘Maybe I don’t want to sleep next to you.’

I watched her stifle a smile as she twisted open the lid of a can.

‘Is that what it’s like? Sounded a lot different yesterday, though, Hazel Bug. And you’re mine, and I don’t share.’

I felt my dick slowly pushing against the fabric and starting to have its own party.

Luna turned to me and showed me the can. ‘Do you want some?’

‘What’s that?’

One thing was for sure. The stuff in that  can smelled unbearable, almost worse than my socks after a hockey game.

‘Black Light Cream.’

Trevor’s birthday party wasn’t just a party where everyone wore white. There were already black light bulbs everywhere downstairs, and all they had to do was plug them in so the white clothes would start glowing.

In my case, only my t-shirt and sneakers would glow in the black light anyway because I didn’t own any white pants and wouldn’t have worn them if I had any in my closet.

‘I don’t know,’ I glanced at the can.

‘Come on. It’s water soluble, and it dries. So you only see the cream on your body when the black light is on,’ Luna explained.

‘Hmm,’ I grumbled and screwed up my face. I didn’t know if I wanted some stinky paste on my body.

‘Oops,’ she laughed, and I felt her finger against my cheek.

I put my fingertips ran to my cheek and felt the paste. Luna giggled and tried to stifle her laughter.

With the paste on my fingers, I touched her cleavage and did the same.

‘Oops,’ I mimicked her.

Quickly, this degenerated.

Luna took more of the paste and smeared it in her palms.

But before she could touch me or my white top with it, I took her hands in mine and had the paste on mine as well.

‘Okay, okay, you win,’ Luna said, holding her hands up innocently.

She didn’t even have to believe that this was over now. Luna walked back over to the vanity with her back turned to me, and I guessed what she was about to do. I stepped towards her, and when she turned around, she put her hands on my chest and left two handprints.

You could watch the cream soaking into the white fabric and drying within seconds.

So that was how it was now.

I pressed my hands on her cleavage, and I smeared the paste from the can into my palms.

With her mouth open, she looked at me indignantly.

‘See. I can do it, too,’ I teased her.

Luna searched the vanity for more paste without even breaking eye contact.

‘Don’t you dare!’

‘Or what?’ she provoked me, smearing more black light paste on her hands.

‘Oh, believe me, Luna. There are so many things in my mind, what I want to do to you right now.’

I felt her hands on my cheek. Something triggered inside me, and the urge grew to kiss her. I pressed my hard dick closer to her so she could feel what she was doing to me, no matter the situation.

We talked only with our eyes and our touches. She looked at my lips with her big beady eyes and thick black lashes before looking back into my eyes.

‘Oh God, what did I do to deserve you?’ I spoke my thought aloud and tucked a curly strand of hair behind her ear.

How could her hair be so soft?

‘I’m a lucky girl,’ she murmured softly.

Could I ever be more in love than I was right now?

Even if my father was such an asshole and told me every day what a disappointment but with her. I never felt so supported and understood. Never before have I felt so close to a person as I did now.

Not only in the sexual sense but also in these simple things in everyday life.

It was usually sex that I just wanted with girls.

With Luna, I wanted to fall asleep and wake up in the same bed. I wanted to spend every holiday with her. Be near her every goddamn second.

I wanted her to be my girlfriend.

Just mine.