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And it works.
He leans back and takes another large swig
Ryan has reason to worry. These fools we hang out with will tap anything, whether it be his sister or one of these girls in the backyard or even Sadie, who’s clearly after Ryan’s dick.
They have no shame in their game.
Neither do I.
But never once did I ever think about any of the girls I’d been with after my lips left theirs. None of them ever caused me to have to go walk it off.
Not a single one can I still taste on my tongue.
Except her.
“Stop talking about how hot my sister is,” Ryan says.
“I don’t want to hear it and I don’t want her gaining any more attention.”
I nodded toward the bottle.
“Drink.”
He takes my advice, and then looks at me with a sneer in his eyes.
“Let’s talk about you.” A cocky grin spreads across his mouth.
“You were certainly having a hell of a time earlier.”
“What’s do you mean?” Sadie asks him.
“I busted him with someone” Ryan replies.
“Seriously? With whom?” Sadie asks.
I take the bottle back, guzzling a shot worth.
“Both of you need to stop.”
I’m going to kick Ryan’s ass for this. His girl is a little investigator. Although there’s no doubt Sadie could pinpoint the mystery girl after a few descriptions of her body. But the last thing I need is Sadie involved, meddling in my life the way she’s constantly invading Ryan’s.
I grab my towel off one of the chairs and say to Ryan,
“It’s muggy, let’s go for a swim.”
“I’m game,” he replies.
“Whatever, you two.” She rolls her eyes.
“I’m going to go check on Harper.”
As she skips toward the house, I jab Ryan in the shoulder.
“Don’t worry, I forgive you for outing me.”
“You’ve hooked up with half the girls here. You think the news surprises her?”
I laugh, changing the subject back to him.
“Isn’t it time you give Sadie what she wants?”
“It’s our senior year. We’re off to college next fall. Why would I want to start something heavy?”
“Who says you need to give her more than just your dick?”
He watches Sadie walk inside, her hips swaying, her ass sticking out She glances over her shoulder at him, like she knows we’re talking about her.
“Please,” he says,
“Sadie’s not the kind of girl who can handle light.”
I observe the way she stares at my friend, like she’d agree to marriage if he got on one knee.
“I think you might be right.”
“Trust me, I am.” His brows raise.
“Who were you in the bathroom with?”
I drop my towel on one of the lounge chairs and move to the edge of the pool.
“Don’t know.”
“You’re shitting me?”
I take a final drink of vodka.
“And I’m not going to remember any of it in the morning.”
“Maybe it was her.” He nods toward the girl who gave me road head.
“She’s eye-fucking you right now.”
“Can’t be.” She’s all nipple, no tit, and far too skinny. I cannonball into the water and reply,
“But that’s a solid guess,” after he jumps in next to me.
“Oh, you know who it could be ” He looks across the crowd, pointing to the far corner of the lawn.
“Her.”
I squint.
“Who?” I wipe my face, pushing the water out of my eyes, waiting for her body to come into view, her large, perky tits the first thing I see
Harper
Thurry inside my room and slam the door behind me, anger exploding in my chest. My brother makes me positively crazy. To insist I cover myself up, at a pool party no less, is just absurd. But to make those demands in front of Easton, who offered me nothing more than a look of disgust, is infuriating
It’s like he didn’t even see me out there, oblivious to my existence.
Nothing more than Ryan’s twin.
Maybe that’s a good thing, he’ll never figure out who I am. But if I ever want to kiss him again, how do I get him to notice me?
I just want that glacier blue stare locked with mine.
The one that makes my entire body scream
I go over to one of my windows, moving the blind aside to peek into the backyard. Unlike the bathroom, it’s not opaque, so I carefully search, finding Easton in the pool. He’s in the shallow end with Ryan, sharing the vodka with him, girls splashing around them.
His lips are wet, his skin dripping.
He’s so ridiculously handsome.
The light in the pool shows the ripples of muscle across his chest, biceps that flex every time he moves, a grin I just want to lick.
My body won’t stop humming.
I recall the feel of his tongue. The caress of his hands. The way he exhaled so seductively over my skin.
A chill runs through me as I stare at him.
“Harper!” I hear Sadie shout from the other side of my door, pulling my attention away from the window.
“Harper, it’s me, open up.”
I drop the shade and rush over, turning the lock, opening the door a crack.
“Hey.”
I’m breathless and I know who it’s from.
Concern is etched across her face.
“Ryan can be such a dick sometimes. Are you all right?”
“Yeah.” I roll my eyes.
“I’m just annoyed.”
Her eyes widen.
“I don’t want to make you feel worse, but I have news that’s going to.”
My stomach drops.
“What?”
“I want to tell you, but I don’t want to tell you, but I have to tell you girlfriend code and all.”
I reached through the opening and pull her into my room.
“Spill it.”
“It’s just ” She looks down at her flip-flops, taking a breath.
“Right after you left, Ryan told me he caught Easton with a girl.”
I swear she can see my heart beating and I try to keep my face from giving anything anyway.
“What girl?”
“Ryan doesn’t know, and Easton wouldn’t give up her name.”
“Why wouldn’t he?”
She sighs.
“He probably thinks I’ll tell someone like I’m doing rightnow.” She shrugs.
It’s because Easton doesn’t know it’s me, that’s why he wouldn’t tell Sadie. But, for now, I’m keeping our make out a secret from Easton, Sadie-everyone.
I put on my best acting and say,
“Ugh, I’m bummed he was with a girl tonight.”
“Don’t give him a second thought. You still look smoking hot, girl.” She twirls a chunk of my hair around her finger.
“In fact, Ryan can’t stand that his friends are giving you attention. A few more pool parties, like the one tonight, and you’re going to give your brother a heart attack.” She grabs a maxi dress off my bed and hands it to me.
“Put this on and let’s go back downstairs.”
I take the dress from her, my heart not ready to return to the backyard.
“I’ll meet you in a few minutes.”
“Are you sure?”
I nod
“Okay, just don’t take too long,” she says and let’s herself out.
Llock the door behind her and climb on top of my bed, tossing the dress on my chair.
There’s another window near the foot of my mattress, this one facing the pool. I push the blind aside, immediately catching sight of Easton. Nothing has changed since the last time I looked, he’s still with my brother, a slew of girls around them, laughter filling their faces.
How’s it possible that he looks even cuter than minutes ago?
Or that my body still feels like his hands are on it, those fingers wrapping around my hips, lowering to my butt, circling my cheeks, like he’s going to lift me into his arms.
My skin tingles with sweat.
Like the breathlessness, I know it’s not from running upstairs. It’s from the memories of Easton that won’t stop churning in my brain. How his lips had so expertly meshed with mine, how his grasp had slid across my stomach and up my chest, how his gaze was impossible to see in the dark but still sent quivers through me.
Trembles that are taking over me right now.
I can feel him.
Taste him.
Smell him.
And it’s not enough.
I want more.
My head sinks into a pillow, and I hold the blind open with my foot, staring at Easton while I get comfy on my back. I don’t know this sensation. It’s not something that’s ever visited before, its demands so unfamiliar.
But there’s a fire between my legs, a need pulsing through me.
I listen to it.
And I react
My fingers crawl down my body toward the heat, stopping at that special spot between my legs. I watch Easton through the glass, his grin sending my touch even lower, and it’s like I’m back in the bathroom, the bottoms of my bikini on the floor.
gasp at how good it feels.