Can my conscience get laid?

Ch. 19:Can my conscience get laid?

"Fine, I give up, okay? You are soo annoying, seriously." Eric said before jumping into the water himself when I didn't give up on chasing him for twenty minutes straight.
"That's like a good boy," I commented, barely keeping my laugh, leaving him in the water while Shane, Audrey, and I moved towards where the bonfire was.
"You came here like only a few minutes ago, and you are already wet, Alexis? That’s not what I had expected from you." Matt commented, making me roll my eyes at him.
He and his double-meaning sentences are beyond me. Good thing he is just a friend, or I would’ve blown him up with my punch by now.
"Shut up, Matt. You won't want to mess with her now. She got herself a bodyguard so that guys like you can leave her alone. Now you better start behaving before her bodyguard gives you a nice one." Shane said, making me chuckle.
"What is he saying, Alexis? Is it true? Are you trying to get rid of me already? And here I thought we had something between us. That there was a spark between us. You betrayed me with this attitude. You broke my heart today." Matt said, feigning pain.
"Come on, Matt. How can I do that? How can I break your heart like this? Of course, there is something between us." I said, making Audrey smirk and Matt beam with a happy smile.
"You are like a brother I never had," I said, smirking at him, and Matt's eyes widened while Shane and Audrey started laughing their asses out.
"Hey, we were over it, weren't we? I am not your brother. Call me a friend, I am fine with it. But I AM NOT YOUR BROTHER." Matt grumbled, saying the sentence slow and loud enough for almost everyone to hear before handing a soda can to me.
"Yeah, well the seat for my favorite brother has always been reserved for Shane anyways," I said, and Shane saluted me as if it was a great responsibility for him, and we all laughed once again.
Huh, this is what I call a normal life. Enjoying and chilling out with friends without a care in the world.
"Alexis, let's go and dance near the bonfire like everyone is doing. It w-" Audrey stopped mid-way, her mouth agape while looking at something behind me.
Squinting my brows at her attitude, I turned around to look at the reason why she was acting like this. However, as soon as I turned around, my mouth went agape as I looked at the scene in front of me.
There standing in front of me was a shirtless Eric in his glory, flexing his abs.
And did I mention, a little too close for my liking?
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I whisper asked him, horrified when I saw everyone looking at us.
"You threw me in the water and left me alone. How cruel of you, Alexis. Well, about the shirt, I hate wearing wet clothes. I can’t remove my pants, but I can at least remove my shirt, right?" He reasoned, and I wanted to hit him for his audacity.
"Who is that guy?" I heard Matt asking Audrey, who gulped hard before answering, "He is the one Shane was talking about. Alexis's bodyguard. The one who is responsible for protecting Alexis from pricks like you."
"If you don't like wearing wet clothes, then go and sit near the bonfire and dry yourself. Why did you come here?" With that, I turned around before taking Audrey's hand.
'Why are you acting so strangely? He is a hot piece of meat in our species. There is nothing wrong in appreciating some beauty in the world.' Ariana spoke after soo long, and I couldn't help but feel that there was something wrong with my brain recently.
'Don't put your emotions into me, you fake wolf! I am sure it's your hormones that are affecting my thought process or I am not the type to fangirl over a guy so easily.' I retorted, wanting to hide my thoughts by blaming her. Reaching the dance floor, or that’s what I thought it was, I looked at Audrey and Shane, who immediately started dancing at the song Savage love.
'Don't blame me, sweetheart. I can't help but admire beauty when I am assured that I don't have a mate for whom I need to save myself. If not for your conscience, I would have already gotten laid.' She said, making me widen my eyes.
Can a conscience or a fake wolf get laid? Am I going crazy, or is that really what my fake wolf said to me just now?
'How many times will I have to tell you that you are in my head, woman? Besides, who do you want to get laid with? Mark? Eric? Matt? Or one of my pursuers?' I joked, however, the answer she gave me was beyond expectations.
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