Starburst (44 page)

“I actually love that Alley,” she replied, “turn
around,” she added, and Alley did. She was wearing black pants that were
leather in the butt and all the way down in the back legs and just a little at
the top. The front of the legs were a white, satin material, and she had a
white, satin tank-top with a black flower print and high heel leather boots
with silver buckles.

“I think it’s hot as hell,” Trevas said, and Alley
smiled at him.

“What are you guys doing tonight?” Peyton asked Alley,
not wanting to discuss her hot daughter.

She shrugged her shoulders. “Do you guys want to do
something or would you rather be alone?”

“No, you guys can stay, lets cookout by the pool,”
Peyton suggested.

“I want hotdogs,” Alley stated.

“If you want hotdogs, someone needs to go to the
store, and beings that neither of you can step off of this property without a
stampede, than, it looks like Kevin and me are going,” Trevas announced.

“I’ll ride with you.” Kevin accepted, anxious to see
what all the hype about Los Angles was.

“Get some beer,” Peyton requested. “I’m going to make
some homemade chili for the hotdogs,” she added, and Kevin followed her out.

Alley sat at the bar and watched her mom make up
hamburger patties, chili and macaroni salad.

“I can’t believe you had Kevin fly here mom. You
really like him don’t you?”

Peyton smiled as she stirred the sauce in the pan. “I
do Alley, more than I care to acknowledge.”

“Are you guys, like in a relationship or something”

“I really don’t know what the hell we are doing,
that’s the hell of it. I don’t know how we fit together or if we even do.”

“Have you talked about it?” she pried.

“Yeah and we both know that we may as well be from
different planets. I am not willing to give up my life here, and he would never
give up his there.”

“I am, as soon as all of this is done.”

“You are what?” Peyton asked alarmed.

“Giving it up, Trevas is going to build us a house by
the lake, and I am going to Utah.”

“You are?” Peyton asked shocked.

“Yes, I am, most definitely. There is no reason why
you couldn’t walk away from all of this too, you know?”

“I can’t believe you are going to move to Utah. When
were you going to tell me about this?”

“I don’t know. We can’t do anything for a couple more
months, and then we are going to stay at the cabin for a while and start
working on plans for the house.”

“Are you sure that is what you want to do Alley? That
place is nothing like Los Angeles at all.”

“Exactly, and besides, Trevas really wants to get
involved with this whole boys home thing.”

“But what would you do? You’re not going to be happy
just sitting around doing nothing.”

“I am going to go to school and get my teaching
degree.”

Peyton almost swallowed her tongue. “You’re teaching
degree? I never knew you even thought about that.”

“I have been thinking more and more about it, and I
could help tutor the kids at the home.”

“Wow, Alley, I had no idea.”

Alley was taken away from their deep conversation when
her phone rang, and she walked outside to answer it. Peyton was left with her
own deep conversation with herself. This changed everything. If Alley and
Trevas was going to be there it made it even more enticing to walk away to be
with Kevin, and the friends there that she loved. She could play a role in the
home as well. She loved to cook and could even teach that if she wanted.

Alley hung up from her call with Frankie, telling her
that she would call her right back. She dialed Trevas and chewed on her thumb
nail, nervously.

“Yes, my evil princess,” he answered, knowing that one
of them wanted something else from the store.

“Trevas can I run into the city and see Frankie? I
promise, I will run right in and right out.”

“Absolutely not Alley.”

“Please Trevas. I haven’t smoked anything for almost a
month. I promise I will go straight there and straight back.”

“You did too, we did in Utah, remember? Why didn’t you
say something sooner? I could have gotten something.”

“She just called and said that they got some really
good shit. I didn’t think about it until she called.”

“I don’t want you going there Alley, you know what
happened the last time”

“I promise, I won’t get a tattoo or get drunk. I will
run in and right out.”

“That makes me nervous as hell. Wait until I get back
and I will go with you.”

“No, Trevas. They won’t deal with you there. I will be
fine I promise.”

“I don’t like it Alley,” he admitted, and she knew he
was giving in.

“Please,” she begged. “I will even share with you.”

“What are you going to tell you mom?”

“I will just tell her that I am going to run over to
my dad’s for a minute.”

“I am giving you exactly thirty minutes, and I am
coming after you.”

“Yes!” she exclaimed, excited. “I love you.”

Trevas groaned and hung up.

Alley was true to her word and was back within thirty
minutes. She did exactly what she said she would do and didn’t even get
attacked by the paparazzi. Trevas was on the front step tensely waiting for her
to return.

“You are not allowed to leave the house dressed like
that,” he demanded when she got out of her car.

“What is wrong with this?” she wanted to know.

“Your shorts are too short and I freaking hate it when
you show your nipples,” he told her, and she rolled her eyes.

“They’re just happy to see you.”

“Wear a bra, Alley. You look like a skank.”

“You did not just tell me, I look like a skank,” she
angrily spit out.

“I did, but I didn’t mean it that way. Stop going out
looking like that. I don’t want anyone else to look at you like that.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Maybe I am, but that still doesn’t change the fact
that you shouldn’t look like that around anyone but me.”

“It was Frankie, for God’s sake. Lake and Alfie
weren’t even there. I was in a hurry.”

Peyton was leaned over kissing Kevin when they met
them at the pool and of course they stopped when Alley and Trevas joined them.

“I am going to put my bathing suit on,” Peyton told
them, and asked Kevin if he was getting in.

“Maybe later, I better make sure Trevas doesn’t burn
the food,” he teased, and Trevas snorted.

“Alley, you getting in?” Peyton asked.

“I don’t know. You better ask Trevas if I am allowed
to wear a bikini,”  Alley said, giving Trevas a dirty look and Peyton knew that
he must have gotten onto her about her apparel.

“Stop it,” Trevas demanded, pointing the metal spatula
at her.

Peyton and Alley both came back wearing bikinis and
Trevas and Kevin both stared from the grill as the mother and daughter walked
down the steps into the pool.

“Jesus, Trevas,” Kevin stated, turning back to the
grill.

Trevas laughed. “That is exactly what I was thinking,”
he said.

They played around in the water until Trevas told them
it was almost ready. Peyton pulled on a shirt, and Trevas of course had to make
Alley.

“We are by the pool, where this is the proper attire,”
she argued.

Trevas had to put it to her a different way to make
her listen.

“Alley, I can’t eat and have to stare at your body at
the same time,” he whispered in her ear and kissed her neck. She went in and
pulled one of his too big t-shirts over her, and they sat at the umbrella table
and ate.

Kevin and Peyton cleaned up the mess and brought out
the beer and put it in the stainless steel refrigerator by the grill. Peyton
brought Trevas one, and they all sat around and talked at the table. Kevin
asked Alley how the movie was doing, and she explained to him that the movie
had been done for quite some time, and they were just dong the promotion part
of it now, and only had six weeks and four days left. They laughed at her
knowing the exact days until it would all be over.

Peyton sat close to Kevin and traced circles on his
leg with her finger. She had no idea what she was doing and honestly didn’t care.
She couldn’t get enough of him and almost wished that Alley and Trevas wouldn’t
have been there, wanting to be closer to him.

They all turned, and she quickly moved her hand when
she saw Fletcher open the door and come out.

“Damn, I’m starving. I was hoping you guys hadn’t
eaten yet.”

“There is plenty left Fletch. Do you want a burger?”
Peyton asked.

“I would love a burger,” he stated and eyed Kevin as
he took the empty chair around the table.

“Fletcher this is Kevin and Kevin this is Alley’s dad
who just walks in and eats here whenever he wants,” Peyton said introducing
them before heading into the house to fix a plate for Fletcher.

“Kevin Uh?” he asked with a peculiar look, and Peyton
was trying her best to give him a look to shut up, but he wouldn’t look at her.
“So is this the Kevin from Utah that you said you’re in love with?”

“Shut the hell up Fletcher,” she demanded and Trevas
stood trying to hide his laugh.  Peyton looked at him too and told him to shut
the hell up as well.

“I didn’t say a word,” Trevas pleaded. “And why are
you telling me to shut up? I am not the one that made the Limo driver wait
outside so that I could finish doing the wild thing,” he joked, but Peyton
didn’t find it as funny as everyone else laughing, and with one,  arm she
shoved him back and into the pool he went, with his jeans and beer.

He came up still laughing. “You did not just do that,”
he told her as he pulled himself up giving her a look that she was going to
pay.

“Trevas don’t,” she demanded, walking around the table
to get away from him.

He didn’t speak and kept walking toward her with
squishing noises from his soaked sneakers.

“Trevas I mean it. I have to get Fletcher a plate.

“Fletcher can starve, you’re going swimming.”

“No, I just changed. I mean it Trevas. Alley, control
your man.”

“Uh-uh, I want to see this,” she said, intrigued at
anyone throwing her mother into the pool.

“Damn it Trevas, get away from me,” she demanded as
they went around in circles, circling the table. As soon as she was close to
the sliding door she ran for it, and Trevas grabbed her around the waist and
lifted her feet, soaking her clothes from his as he dragged her kicking and
screaming toward the pool.

He thrust his arm holding her toward the pool, but she
didn’t let go and he lost his balance and went with her. She came up cussing
him, and thrashing her arms in an attempt to slap him or punch him or
something. Trevas wasn’t sure if she was having some sort of seizer or quite
what she was doing.

“Am I still getting a burger?” Fletcher wanted to know
as she walked up the pool steps, ringing water out of her wet shirt that she
had just put on.

“Go to McDonald’s,” she yelled and everyone laughed.

“I will get it for you dad,” Alley offered, and Peyton
told her to unlock her bedroom door leading to the pool so that she didn’t
track water all over the house.

“Trevas you have clothes in the dryer,” Alley told him
and went into fix her dad a plate.

Trevas stripped down to his underwear on the patio and
went into deposit the wet clothes into the washer. Alley eyed his naked body
and see-through boxers as he did. She stopped him before he got to the door and
ran her hands up his chest and looked up for him to kiss her. She rubbed a hand
over his thin wet shorts and he went from being wet and drawn up from the cool
air conditioner, to uncomfortably hard in a split second. She let him go with a
seductive stare and turned back to what she was doing.

“Alley,” he called from the laundry room.

“What?” she asked.

“Come here,” he replied and she set the microwave and
went to him.

“Yes?” she asked, and he shut the door behind her and
locked it. Standing there with a hard on and she laughed.

“What are you doing?” she asked, but took him into her
hand and stroked him a couple times.

He lifted her shirt over her head and kissed her
chest.

“Trevas stop it.” She demanded.

“I can’t stop it now until we take care of this,” he
said, looking down at her holding him in her hand and she laughed at him.

She kissed him and let him go. “I will take care of it
later, I promise,” she said and turned to leave him. He grabbed her before she
could open the door and slid his hand down the front of her bikini.

“Damn it Trevas,” she said just above a whisper as she
felt him touch her.

“Please baby, I’ll be quick.”

Alley slid out of her bottoms and turned back to him.
He pulled her up to him and slid himself easily into her with a hiss. He walked
her to the washer and sat her down. Trevas was moving in and out of her and
Peyton knocked.

“What?” Alley called as coherent as possible.

“I need to put these wet clothes in the washer.”

“Lay them down, Trevas is naked. I’ll get them,” she
called, and listened for the sliding door to open and close again before
continuing to meet Trevas’s hips with her own thrusting hips.

Trevas brought his thumb down and circled her most
sensitive spot and she dropped her head back, giving his mouth full access to
her small breast.

“Ah fuck Trevas,” she moaned as she felt the building
of her bliss.

“You ready baby,” he asked, thrusting deeper and
faster.

“Awe fuck yes,” she moaned and he took her mouth with
his as they let go together, not wanting her to scream any obscene words.

He held himself deep inside of her until their
breathing became manageable and lifted her to the floor with a kiss.

“Thank you,” he told her on her lips.

“You’re welcome, but now I want to go burn one.”

“Not yet,” wait until your mom goes to bed.

“You can go back out if you want. I am going to go
upstairs for a little bit.”

“Oh, no, you’re not,” he demanded, getting dressed.
“You are waiting on me.”

Alley groaned and opened the door and picked up the
wet clothes and put them in the washer with Trevas’s.

Fletcher was already eating the plate of food that
Peyton had taken out for them, and she glared at Trevas when they rejoined
them.

“I love you Peyton,” Trevas said with a puppy dog face
and a tilted head.

“Go to hell,” she demanded, getting a laugh from
everyone, including Kevin.

“Mom you should come to this party with me tomorrow
night,” Alley told her.

Peyton was surprised that she asked her and would have
jumped on the offer if Kevin hadn’t been there, but she wasn’t about to leave
him to go to a party.

“Yeah Peyton and Kevin can play security with me, and
I won’t be so bored,” Trevas agreed.

“I am not going to make Kevin stand on the sidelines
while I attend a party,” she demanded.

“Why? Dad makes Trevas do it all the time,” Alley
scoured.

“I actually think that might be kind of cool,” Kevin
admitted, “besides I would probably embarrass both of us around Clint Eastwood
or something,” he admitted.

Peyton laughed. “Clint Eastwood won’t be there. We’ll
talk about it,” she said, letting it go.

Fletcher left around eight and told Kevin that it
would be more than okay if he joined them the following night, whether he
wanted to hang out with Peyton or Trevas.

Trevas got everyone another round and literally spit
his first drink of his bottle, clear across the table when his evil little
princess opened her big mouth.

“Mom can we smoke a joint?”

Trevas was afraid to look at Peyton or Kevin’s face.
Kevin would kill him. He watched him shaking in bed, all while sweating and
throwing up at the same time, when he was withdrawing from drugs.

Trevas was even more shocked at what came next. Kevin
laughed at her, and Peyton shrugged her shoulders and said, “It’s not like I
don’t know you two do it anyway.”

Trevas looked to Kevin, still waiting on the lecture.

“I caught you guys smoking it too, when you went
outback at your moms,” Kevin stated. Trevas told her it was a bad idea to smoke
it there, and of course she wouldn’t listen and lit it anyway. “I won’t say
anything about an occasional joint, but if I ever find out that you so much as
looked at anything else, I will personally kill you,” Kevin threatened.

“I am going to kill you,” Trevas said looking at
Alley, who was already up disappearing to get her newly purchased bag of weed
that she had been dying to smoke.

Trevas along with Peyton and Kevin watched as Alley
rolled a perfect joint, without a care in the world. All Trevas could do was
shake his head at her audaciousness.

Alley lit it with all eyes on her.

“What?” she finally asked, trying to hold in the
smoke.

“I don’t even know what to say to you right now, so
don’t look at me,” Trevas retorted.

Alley rolled her eyes at him, letting him know that
she thought he was being ridiculous, and she passed the joint to her left,
rather than to her right where Trevas was sitting.

Trevas was shocked again when Kevin hit it and passed
it to Peyton who also hit it. He could only shake his head in disbelief and
Alley laughed. What the hell was going on here? Kevin was so adamant about this
boy’s home, where he was going to help young boys stay off of drugs and here he
was getting high. And Peyton, what? Really? Something was certainly happening
right now.

Peyton coughed and passed it to Trevas who of course
hit it. He needed something stronger than that after witnessing what was going
on in his own eyes.

The three of them ended up smoking it all the way to
nothing and Trevas did relax after smoking it. They were all laughing and
having a good time. Peyton told stories of Alley when she was younger, and some
of her tantrums that they had survived and Alley laughed with her and didn’t
get mad, like she normally would.

Peyton went in and brought out chips and dip and
between the four of them they devoured the entire bag.  Alley moved over to
Trevas’s lap, and he gladly opened his arms for her. She sat sideways on his
legs and had one arm around his neck. Trevas put one hand on her bare leg, and
the other traced the skin at the top of her shorts on her back.

Kevin had moved Peyton closer to him as well and had
his hand on her bare leg under the table. He was tracing letters with his
fingers and she kept looking at him with a, do it again look and he would. She finally
got it and knew that he had just written, ‘I want you’ on her leg.

Finally, around ten o’clock Alley leaned into Trevas’s
ear and whispered to him. “Take me to bed,” and Peyton was never so happy to
hear Trevas announce that they were going to bed.