Tease with Grace.

I stand back, looking at my best friend who is casually sipping on her Mojito. She's chatting it up with the bartender in our room. This man is dressed like almost everybody else, as he has swimming trunks on which go down to his knees, they are a maroon red with dark grey lines through out. On his top, he's wearing a pitch black wife beater which is tight against his chest, forming along his body like it was painted on him. I can sense that my best friend is basically eye fucking the hell out of this man so I may as well join her and have some fun.

"Whatcha doing Grace?" I say to her as I step behind her, my arms reaching around her body and pulling her into a hug.

"Brooke!" she smiles, caught off guard "Just...nothing." Her free hand reaches up, holding onto my forearms as I continue to grip her.

"Seems like your eyes are feasting on something. Not nothing." I jest.

"Brooke..." she quietly lets out.

The bartender looks at me, "Care for a drink?" he asks.

"I'm good." I say with a smile, looking at the bartender "I'm Brooke and you are...?"

"Phillip." he nods his head as his hand reaches out, gripping mine with a sturdy hold. "Congratulations on getting engaged. That's one lucky man."

"Thanks Phillip." I smile once more as I blink my eyelids a few times, sending him flirty signals. He eventually turns around, pulling out some more bottles of **** to continue to mix together some more drinks for the guests.

"Phillip, eh?" I whisper into Grace's ear "How bad do you want him?" I ask my friend.

I can see Grace bite her lower lip. She's taken back from my forwardness but knows this is how we used to play back in college. I see her continue to eye Phillip up and down. He isn't really paying too much attention back to her though as he's back to the grind of making up more and more drinks for the rest of the party.

"How about a little fun?" I tease into her ear a little more, softly whispering "He's hot. You wanna take him for a ride?" I giggle seductively in her.

It was the least I could do to help Grace out. I'll be her wing women for this stud of a man. She did set up this entire Bachelorette party for me, paying for my entire trip as well as planning a lot of fun activities to do. The least I can do is help her get laid.

This is all for her. Not me. I think...