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“I-I can’t drink that.”
“Why not? You think you’re too good or something? Just because your da—”
“Back off, Linds,” Ashleigh said. “If she doesn’t want to play, she doesn’t—”
“It’s fine, I’ll play.” Lily shot up, fixing her eyes on mine. She motioned to the shed and took off without me.
“I am so sorry,” Lindsey said. “I didn’t realize you’d get paired with the school frea—”
“It’s all good.” I stuffed down my pride and went after her. “Hey,” I jogged up beside her. “Are you okay?”
“Is she still looking?”
I glanced back. “Yeah, they all are.”
“God, I hate this,” she breathed.
“Wow, way to make a guy feel good about himself.” I let out a strangled laugh, rubbing the back of my neck.
“I’m not…” she let out a long steady breath, “this isn’t about you.”
“I’m not expecting you to kiss me or anything,” I said, a little too defensively. I didn’t know what it was about this girl, but she was already under my skin.
Which was fucking strange since no one usually got under my skin.
The boat shed loomed up ahead and I moved around her to open the door, shaking my head at my idiocy when she waited for me to go inside first.
“I haven’t played seven minutes in heaven since ninth grade,” I said, hoping to break the silence. She looked at me with those big blue eyes and her lip quivered.
“I’ve never played.”
Chapter Five
Lily
My heart racedin my chest, my palms growing slick with sweat. I was in the boat shed with Kaiden Thatcher.
Kaiden freaking Thatcher.
How had this happened?
Lindsey Filmer that’s how.
She’d been pushing me, taunting me, shining the spotlight right on me, and something just snapped. I didn’t want to be the weird girl who never partied or never played their stupid games. For one night, for one small moment in time, I just wanted to be a normal teenager enjoying a party with her friends.
Why was that so difficult?
“Lily?” Kaiden asked, his brows furrowed. “Are you okay?”
“I—” The words lodged in my throat as the room began to close in around me. “I’ll be fine,” I said, closing my eyes and inhaling a ragged breath.
Leaning back against the wall, I pushed my hands behind me, trying to focus on something—anything—but the need building inside me.
“Hey, if you’re uncomfortable, we can go.”
“N-no, I just…” My eyes fluttered open, colliding with his. “I’m scared of small spaces.” It wasn’t a total lie. “How much longer is left?”
I could do this.
