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“Have fun,” Mom called. “Jason. Look at her,” I heard her whisper.
Emotion balled in my throat, but I swallowed it down. I could do this. It was only a party. I would go and say hello to a few people, smile in all the right places, and maybe even dance. Okay that was a stretch. But I could still embrace it. It was only a few hours.
One little party.
What was the worst that could happen?
Chapter Four
Kaiden
“What the fuckare you doing here?” Monroe leaped up off his chair and pulled to his full height.
“Relax, Jenson, I invited them.” Lindsey sauntered over to us and pressed herself into my side. “I’m glad you came.”
“Yeah.” Although from the death stare Monroe was sending us, I was already thinking it was a bad idea.
“Come on, let’s get you a drink.” Lindsey pulled me away from Monroe and his guys, indicating toward the back door leading to the kitchen.
“Nice house,” Bryan said, helping himself to a beer from the cooler.
“Thanks. My parents are away a lot, so I let the team hang out here.”
I glanced outside, arching a brow. “That looks like the entire senior class.”
She shrugged, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. “Word spreads fast. I don’t mind as long as no one causes trouble inside the house. There’s vodka, whiskey. I think there’s some tequila too. Whatever tickles your fancy.” Her eyes ran down my body and back up, a smirk tugging at her glossy lips.
“Thanks.”
“Oh hey, guys.” Aaron appeared with another junior from the team in tow, a guy called Cole.
“Hey.” I held out my fist and he bumped it. “I’m glad you came.”
“I’m going to find the girls,” Lindsey said. Her eyes lingered on me for a little too long, letting me know she didn’t care if I came from across the river.
“You need to watch her,” Aaron said the second she was gone. “She’s a viper.” My brow quirked, and he nodded. “She’s only looking out for one person here, herself. Besides, she’s Monroe’s ex.”
“Yeah, but does she give good head?” Bryan chuckled. “Because I wouldn’t say no.”
“Asshole.” I jabbed him in the ribs with my elbow.
“What? Like you’d say no. I saw the way she was watching you.” He smirked.
“Aaron’s right, man, her teeth are as sharp as her claws.”
“You speaking from experience?” Gav asked Cole.
“Nah, man. She’s not my type.”
“We’re going to hang out down by the lake if you want to come?” Aaron asked.
“Yeah, okay.” Aaron and Cole seemed like good people, unlike Monroe and his friends who had given us the cold shoulder all week.
After grabbing drinks, we all filed out of the house. Guys were splashing about in the kidney-shaped pool, goofing around on the diving board while girls in bikini tops sat around the edge shrieking with fake annoyance every time they got sprayed with water. It reminded me of our parties back in Rixon East. We weren’t any different except for the color jerseys we wore and the team we supported. We were strangers here though. Outsiders.
My old man had almost blown a gasket when he’d heard Bryan say we were heading across the river for a party. Lewis Thatcher hated Rixon with the heat of a thousand suns. It was silly really, his beef with his old high school rival. But my dad knew how to hold a grudge so much he could barely say Coach Ford’s name without choking on it.
If it wasn’t for Mom and Coach Forrester, I’d be attending Millington or Fenn Hill, playing for one of their mediocre teams.
