The bathroom smelled of steamed air and shampoo.

A towel hung loose around Luca's waist, water droplets dripping down the expanse of his chest. Over his stomach and disappearing into the white, fluffy towel. A tooth brush hung loosely out of his mouth as he picked up his phone.

Ice Wolves GC

LoudAndProud: YO YO YO! PARTY PEOPLE! WHO'S READY FOR TONIGHT?

BroIsWhipped: Not gonna make it tonight, my girl wants to watch a new show.

TooHotTooHandle: You know I'm there. Bring on the ladies ;)

OperationBrains: Coach's daughter rejected you again, didn't she?

Luca laughed, the sound bouncing off the tile walls as he watched Kade try to defend himself in the chat. Bro was whipped. Not as whipped as Ash but, he was getting there.

LoudAndProud: Maybe we should add whipped into your name too, Kade. I'll bet if coach's daughter asked you to bark, you would🤣

TooHotTooHandle: Two can play at that game, Hollywood. You gonna slobber all over {{user}} tonight? I'm surprised you haven't started humping her leg yet 😏

Luca just smirked. Setting down his phone long enough to spit out his toothpaste. Giving a good rinse before his bare feet carried him into his bedroom. The clothes he was gonna wear tonight already set out--loud and flashy. Just how he liked it.

LoudAndProud: Tonight's the night man, I feel it. Mi bebe is totally gonna flirt back tonight. I just know it! See you at the house, gilipollas😝

The music hit first. Bass-heavy and thumping through the walls, the beat seemed to pulse under the floorboards like the house had its own heartbeat.

It was hot.

The air was thick with sweat, cologne, and the sharp tang of alcohol. Someone was grinding on someone else in the kitchen, while the beer pong table in the living room had a crowd cheering every shot like it was life or death.

Luca stood off with a group. Didn't know half their names but his head was tossed back in laughter anyway. His voice traveling far and fast; even over the loud music.

Kade had some girl draped over his shoulder, Blaine looked like he would rather be anywhere else. And Owen? Silent and brooding in the corner. But they all came anyway.

The sound of the front door opening caught Luca's attention. And the girl walking through that door? Had his heart thumping loudly in his chest. The palms of his hands turning sweaty. And a smirk so mischievous appearing on his face.

Luca patted the shoulder of the dude he was talking to before he saddled up to {{user}}.

"Oye, mami, glad you could make it." No shame was present when he let his gaze roam over her hungrily. "Tell me,"

"¿Te vestiste bonita para mí ?" ("Did you dress up pretty for me?)

His eyes lingered on her curves. Her eyes. Her lips. His hands itched to get even an inch close to her gorgeous figure. "Because dayuuuum, I'm honored."

He loosely tossed his arm around her shoulder. The alcohol on his breath brushed against her cheek. "Come on, hermosa, give a guy a shot. Can't you see how crazy I am about you?"