Three Months and You're Mine (In Too Deep) by Casey McMillin Read Free Book Online

friends with Zack." I was basically surrendering, but I'd figured I'd just do it again as soon as his back was turned. What could he do to us?
    "He'll hurt you Mere. He's had too many girls to care abo—"
    "I don't want to hear about any of that," I said. I clapped my hands over my ears. "I'm the one who does the hurting around here, Collin. I wish you could see that."
    "I don't doubt it, Meredith. You're beautiful. Guys love you. Whatever. Just listen to me when I say you're out of your league with Zack. Seriously. Leave him alone. Please Mere."
    "God Collin, you don't have to get all dramatic. I kissed your friend—get over it," I said.
    I turned on my heel, and started stalking off in the direction Zack had gone. "I'll probably do it again," I added from over my shoulder. I don't think he heard me because he was already talking to Rachel. I found Gretchen on the dance floor and told her I was planning on taking a cab to get my car. I didn't lie and say I wasn't feeling well or anything. I told her the truth. "I'm pissed at my brother so I'm gonna make him feel bad by leaving early and not taking the limo back with you guys."
    "Oh come on," Gretchen said. "I'm sure it can't be all that bad."
    "It's no big deal. I'll probably hang here a little longer, but I'm seriously not taking the limo back with you guys. I just wanted you to know so nobody worried about me."
    " Everyone's going to worry about you if you're not with us, Mere. Just stay with us. You don't have to sit by Collin in the limo if you don't want to."
    "It's not just Collin. I kissed Zack. That's what this is all about."
    " You did?" Gretchen asked, a little confused. "Zack just came up to me and told me if I see you to tell you to meet him at the booth."
    "Me, Zack, me? He said for me to meet him? Meredith?"
    Gretchen measured my excitement and replied cautiously. "Yeah, he asked for you, Meredith, to meet him at the bo oth. I'm not too sure I should have told you that now that I know Collin's gunning for him, though."
    "He's not, i t's cool. It's all good. Hey, thanks for the message." I couldn't stand it another second. My words were coming out a mile a minute, as I scooted around her and took off through the crowded club to the booth.
    As I approached, I could see that Zack was standing at the edge of it talking with Bailey, Caleb, and Cali. The three of them were stars of the show I'd be working on. The Paradise Island people seemed to gravitate toward each other when we all hung out, and I wondered if I'd be part of the group once I started working there.
    I only had a few seconds to think about the show before Zack turned. He smiled when he caught sight of me, which made me feel all hot and melty inside. I tried to compose myself so nobody could tell how nervous I was in his presence. 

 
    Chapter 6
    Zack
     
     
    Collin got all swole when he caught me kissing his sister. I expected as much, but it still sucked to get reprimanded by one of my friends in a club. It wasn't that big of a deal, though. Basically, all I did was tell him what he wanted to hear and walk off before he had the chance to stop me. I hated to leave Meredith with a mess to clean up, but she struck me as the type who would be able to stick up for herself.
    As I walked across the club toward our table, I came across Gretchen. She was talking to a couple of girls I didn't recognize. She introduced them as friends from UCLA, and I shook hands with both of them. I couldn't help but notice that neither of them were as cute as Meredith. I recalled the sight of her gorgeous little pixie face, and all sorts of urges started coursing through my body. I looked around the club, at the girls in my immediate vicinity, and realized to my own horror that Meredith Blake was the hottest girl there.
    This could easily get messy.
    "Hey," I said to Gretchen before I walked off, "Collin's little sister was looking for me. Something about our birthday I think. If you see her, tell her I'm at the table