"Well, I'll see you later," Sera said coldly.
"Where are you going?" Michelle asked.
"Outside for some air."
The house had suddenly become overwhelmingly hot and noisy. If she didn't get out soon, she thought that she would either melt, or her head would explode. Fresh air was just what she needed to calm the growing tension inside her.
She hastily moved past the small group, making sure not to touch the guys as she headed out the door. Rapidly descending the steps Sera strolled onto the front lawn. People were scattered across the grass, drinks in hand, laughing and dancing as they drunkenly stumbled around. Some had gathered beneath the trees to talk, while others were making out under them, and on the lawn. One indiscreet couple was having sex next to the small rock wall.
Sera sat on the edge of the lawn, stretching her long legs. Tilting her head back, she admired the vivid stars in the clear night sky. It had grown cooler, but summer was fighting to hang on for a little longer. She smiled as the alcohol seeped further into her bloodstream, and warmed her from the inside out. The sky blurred for a second, before coming back into place. Laughing from the effects of the few drinks she'd had, she propped her head on her arms and relished in the cool air against her warm skin.
***
Liam pushed his way through the people gathered on the stairs, ignoring their indignant looks and muttered words. He wasn't really in the mood for a party tonight, but it had been a long week, and he needed to relieve some stress. Not to mention there would be plenty of girls here tonight. Plenty of easy, drunken girls.
"Hey, it's about time you got here."
He glanced up as Mike appeared beside him. Mike's light, sandy blond hair was tussled and wet with sweat as it curled in tendrils around his flushed, broad face. It was apparent that Mike had already been on the dance floor, and had at least a few drinks in him as his clear blue eyes were bright with merriment. At an inch taller than Liam, and broader in the shoulders and chest, Mike was built like a linebacker, and was the star player on the football team. In many ways he was the classic jock, except that he was far from stupid. Mike often saw more than most people did.
He thrust a plastic cup of beer into Liam's hand. "Thanks," Liam muttered as he surveyed the crowd.
The house was already packed with people; the party was in full swing as music blared from the speakers. It was definitely going to be an interesting night, he realized as his gaze settled upon Michelle. She was standing in the doorway talking to two guys that he didn't know; both were obviously admiring all of her openly displayed charms. She laughed loudly, her head tilting back as she stroked one's arm flirtatiously.
Liam paid her no more attention as he turned to survey the rest of the room. "There's plenty of girl's here tonight," Mike said. "Easy pickings."
"Hmm."
Mike laughed and slapped him solidly on the back. Liam scowled as beer sloshed onto his hand. He wiped at it absently before draining the rest of the cup. He tossed it over the banister on top of the overflowing garbage can. "Want another?"
"Yeah."
Liam stepped off the last stair as Mike led the way to the keg by the door. His gaze drifted back to Michelle. She was still standing in the doorway, but there was another girl with her now. Liam frowned as he paused to study the new addition. She was small, and delicate, with a petite frame that was emphasized by the body hugging clothes she was wearing. Her breasts were high and full, a little more than a handful. Her waist was no more than an open hand width, her hips small and round. Despite her tiny appearance, her legs were amazingly long. In the short skirt she wore, he was able to admire the elegant curve of her calves and lower thighs.
He tore his gaze away from her legs as a familiar tightening began to fill his groin. Her long, golden hair fell freely over her shoulders to spill down her back in thick, cascading waves. Her nose was small, and narrow, with a tiny slope at the end of it. He couldn't see her eyes, but he imagined that they were as spectacular as the rest of her. Her mouth was full and luscious, a deep rose color that was irresistible. A mouth designed for kissing, he decided.
"Who's that?"
Mike lifted his head from the keg. "Where?" he inquired as he thrust another beer into Liam's hand.
"The girl with Michelle, who is she?"
Mike's gaze followed his. He chuckled under his breath as he smiled. "That, my friend, is Serendipity, or Sera. Forget it you'll never get close to her."
Liam raised an inquiring eyebrow as he took a sip of beer. "Really?"
"Yep. No one ever has."
He shot Mike a questioning look. "No one?" he asked in disbelief. The girl was beautiful; he highly doubted that she had any problem attracting men. Even now, there were a bunch of guys hovering around her like moths to a flame.
Mike turned to him, his cornflower blue eyes intense. "As far as I know she's never dated anyone on campus, and I've never seen her with a guy."
"But she comes to frat parties?"
"She comes with her roommate, and she leaves with her roommate, or by herself."
"Is she a lesbian?" He certainly hoped not, but it was a possibility.
"Never heard or saw anything like that either. Leave her be Liam."
