Nudge
Thursday, January 9
10:08 PM
I was trying to get laid. Many plots had been hatched and foiled accidently and I was getting pissed. So tonight I was taking the direct approach and was going to be waiting for Iggy in his bed, naked. If that didn't do it, I was going to join a nunnery, because God obviously didn't want me to be happy.
I slipped into the silk robe I had bought from Victoria's Secret months ago when I had begun plotting and had still yet to wear before creeping down the hall to Iggy's room.
I had covered my bases. Iggy and Gazzy would be coming up soon, Angel was already in her room getting ready for bed and Max and Fang would be downstairs for hours. I had told them I was feeling sick so they thought I was sleeping. If anything went wrong Ella was there to run interference, she was the only one who knew my plan. This was going to be perfect.
"And where do you think you're going, wearing that?" Max asked sternly.
I froze. What had gone wrong? "Ba-bathroom?" I squeaked.
"Nice try. Your hand is on Iggy's door. Put some clothes on and come downstairs." She ordered, before raising her voice. "Family meeting! Five minutes! Attendance is mandatory!" she shouted loud enough to wake the dead.
I flushed and hurried back to my room, grateful that Max, and not Gazzy or worse- Fang- had caught me. Still, I didn't meet her eyes as I slunk into the living room three minutes later, taking my customary spot between Iggy (who wrapped his arm around me, clueless as to what had happened) and Ella (who winced her apology). Gazzy, who sat next to her, hand suspiciously close to hers, had probably waylaid her.
"Guys," Max said, leaning her hands on the coffee table. "I think its time we had… the talk."
Gazzy quickly retracted his hand. Fang leaned against the door and laughed, but I could see that he wasn't going to help Max; he was having too much fun. "Max!" I groaned. "Is this really necessary? I mean Angel is really young and the rest of us know everything and besides, Angel reads minds! I really don't think-"
"Shut it, Nudge!" Max snapped eyeing me like 'this is your fault and you obviously need this so sit down and shut up.'
"You guys are all getting to the age when you want to have sex. Don't do it! Its how babies get made. Get it? Got it? Good. Now go to bed."
Its Max's very own version of being a good 'parent'. I must say, she couldn't have said it better.
Well, Gazzy must have thought she could have, because he was as red as I'd ever seen him and Ella wasn't looking much better. I stifled a laugh as Angel met my eyes across the room.
"Now go to bed!" Max said, clapping her hands and shooing us out.
"In your own rooms, if you please," Fang added wryly, eyes on Iggy's hand, which rested halfway up my thigh. I blushed and grabbed it, figuring holding hands was more innocent than getting groped.
We wandered upstairs slowly, Iggy stopping every few steps to kiss me softly. "Don't tell me all that talk of sex made you horny." I teased, nibbling his ear the third time we paused.
"I don't need words to get me hot when you're around." He admitted, dragging my palm to the front of his pants.
Maybe I was going to get laid after all.
Then Fang came up the stairs with Max, who laughed as Fang casually grabbed Iggy by the ear and dragged him to his room, ignoring Iggy's "owowowow"s. After he shoved Iggy in his room he slammed the door in his face and turned to me.
"I swear to god, Nudge, I will take away your phone and that shitty Kardashian show you like to watch."
Maybe I wasn't going to get laid after all. Perhaps I should invest in a couple dozen cats.
Max laughed at me as she grabbed Fangs hand and followed him into their bedroom. It wasn't fair; she was going to get laid.
I made a face and slammed the door, plotting my revenge until I fell asleep.
