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I’m going to need a trashcan handy for spewing up my dinner.”
    I wave a hand at her and keep kissing Ash. I don’t care that we have an audience or that we’re being rude to Grayson. This party is about the football team, and since Ash is the only player I care about, I’m giving him my attention. Breathless, I pull back a little and stare into his eyes.
    “Remind me to take you to football parties more often.” He smiles at me and leans in for another kiss.
    “Come on, really?” Grayson scoffs. “I’m out of here. I think I saw Tucker in the other room.”
    Ash takes that as his cue to wrap his arms around me and lift me off the ground. I giggle in between kisses, and he gently sets me back down. A bunch of guys start cheering, and I can’t help wondering if it’s because Ash and I are making a scene in the middle of the living room. We pull away only enough to see what’s going on.
    The new cheerleader I saw at the Football Challenge is at the pool table, bending over it in shorts that probably don’t even cover her ass when she’s standing up straight. Apparently she has a thing for letting her ass hang out. A crowd of guys huddles around her, and they’re all cheering her on. How ironic. Football players cheering for the cheerleader.
    “What’s she doing here?” I ask.
    “Who Liz?”
    “You know her?” My insides form a knot.
    “Not really. She’s a cheerleader though. I’ve seen her a few times with the rest of the squad.”
    “I’m kind of surprised she’s already at parties and hanging out with the football players. She’s only a freshman.” “Freshman” comes off my tongue more like another F-word.
    “Tryouts ended yesterday. She made the squad. Why wouldn’t she be here?”
    I shrug. Liz makes another shot and looks up at Ash. “Hey, Ash.” She smiles and gives a flirtatious wave, completely ignoring me in Ash’s arms. This is so not good.

Chapter Seven
     
    Suddenly, I’m sixteen again, watching Derrick and Stacy make out in front of my locker. God, I hate freshmen girls. Yet in this moment, I become one—at least maturity-wise. I reach up, grabbing Ash’s face, and kiss him. An all-out passionate kiss that makes the football team hoot at us. I don’t care. I’m staking my claim. Ash is mine.
    “Damn it, Meg!” Grayson yanks my arm, pulling me away from Ash. “What has gotten into you?”
    “What? Can’t a girl kiss her boyfriend?” My voice is loud, ensuring Liz hears the boyfriend part. I don’t want there to be any confusion in that pretty little head of hers.
    “Sure you can, but have a little respect for those of us who don’t want to see how far down Ash’s throat your tongue can actually reach.”
    I turn to Ash. “I think it’s time we introduce Grayson to Tucker, don’t you?”
    He smiles, picking up on my end game: get Grayson with Tucker so we can go back to making out. We find Tucker in front of the TV playing some video game that involves shooting everyone and everything in sight. Ugh. Grayson hates video games. So much for my plan.
    “Cool game,” Grayson says, shocking the hell out of me. I give her a look, but she shrugs and mouths, “He’s cute.”
    I shake my head. Whatever. Let her have her fun.
    Ash taps Tucker on the shoulder. “Hey, Tuck, hit pause for a sec.”
    “What’s up?” Tucker tears his eyes away from the game to look at us. Immediately, he notices Grayson. She’s short, curvy in a good way, and has skin that looks tan year-round thanks to her biracial father. Most guys find her attractive. The ones with good taste anyway. “Hey.” Tucker slides over on the couch. “Want to give it a try?” He holds the controller out to Grayson, who smiles back at him.
    “I’d love to.” Yeah, she’s so not talking about the video game.
    Ash and I hold our laughter until we’re out of the room.
    “That went well,” Ash says, pulling me into a secluded corner in the hallway leading to the kitchen.
    “Very.” I slip my hands