cheek. “That was great! Well done,” I chirped enthusiastically.
He laughed. “Yeah right, Riley Bear. Tell me one play that I did, and then I’ll believe that you understood what was going on!” he teased, tickling me.
I chewed on my lip, desperately trying to come up with something. He really did know me too well. “Well, there was a foul ball. And your touchdown at the end was great,” I replied, shooting a glance at Blake who laughed and shook his head at my pathetic attempts at a cover-up.
“She was watching. Don’t worry, she didn’t miss your skills there, Preston,” Blake mused as he started to walk past us. “Oh, I almost forgot. Here’s your phone, Riley. Give me a call if you change your mind,” he purred, winking at me. I smiled as he purposefully rubbed his finger across mine when I took the phone.
“I won’t change my mind, Stud, so don’t hold your breath,” I replied, smirking. Blake just laughed and walked off. I couldn’t help myself; I watched his ass as he walked away. I turned back to see Clay looking at me angrily. “What?” I asked innocently, blushing because he’d caught me staring at a guy’s behind.
“He’s too old for you,” he said simply, putting his arm around me, leading me in the opposite direction to where Blake went.
“Too old for me? Do you know him then?” I asked, a little surprised.
“Yeah I know him. He used to go here but he left two years ago. I was on the football team with him for a while. His name’s Blake Chambers,” he stated. I frowned at the slight anger that I heard in his voice.
“Okay and you don’t like him, right?” I asked, squeezing myself closer to him.
“Not really. He’s a total player. I think he’d slept with all the girls at school before he left.” He shook his head in disapproval.
“Hmm, sounds like someone else I know,” I joked, tapping my chin.
He laughed. “I am nothing like him; I think he literally slept with
all
of the girls in the school. There were rumours that he even slept with one of the teachers. And I say again; he’s too old for you,” he said sternly, looking at me warningly. I nodded and smiled as if I understood, just to end the conversation.
The party was as wild just as Rachel said it would be. There were all sorts of alcohol, body shots, drinking games, loud thumping music. I even spotted a couple of guys from school selling drugs, but I stayed well clear of them.
I was on my fifth shot when Rachel dragged me to dance. “So, you met Blake Chambers,” she said with a wink.
“Oh hell yeah I met him, and I would definitely like to meet more of him.” I sloshed back my vodka, shuddering at the slight burn of my throat.
She sighed dreamily. “He is so hot.”
I nodded in agreement. “Definitely hot. But he’s a total player, right?” I replied, dancing to the beat of the music. Someone started to grind me from behind, I turned around to see a blond boy trying to dry hump me from behind.
“Do you mind?” I growled, putting a hand on his chest and pushing him away.
“No, baby, I don’t mind at all.” He laughed, moving back to me again.
I grabbed hold of his balls, hard. “If you want to keep these, I suggest you get them the hell away from me,” I spat venomously, squeezing a little harder, making him let out a little squeak and squirm under my grasp.
“Okay, okay, jeez. Sorry!” He held up his hands in defeat, so I let go. He winced before cupping his crotch and walking away with a slight limp.
I turned back to Rachel who was practically on the floor laughing. “What?” I asked, giggling even though I had no idea why.
Oh crap, I think I may be a little tipsy! I blinked a couple of times, looking round at the now very busy room.
“You are sooooo badass,” she hissed in my ear, still laughing hysterically.
“Yeah, Clay taught me.” I shrugged. “Let’s get another drink and go outside for some air, okay?” I grabbed her hand, not waiting for an answer