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“You wet yourself.”
Jake looked down at his crotch, froze a second, then shuffled off the dock. He yelled at Jase, shoving him as he walked past.
“Stupid little dick,” the driver muttered. He turned to them. “You guys all set?”
“Yeah. Thanks,” Lucas said.
“Sorry, Colleen,” Chris muttered, following the driver down the dock.
It was only when they were gone that Colleen looked at Lucas. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“Sure.” He took a few steps down the dock to his cousin. “Bryce, you okay?”
“Hey, dude,” Bryce said. “What was that yelling all about?”
“What did I say about drinking tonight, huh? Someone almost got hurt, and you’re shit-faced.”
“Sorry, man. I had a little too much, I think.”
“Get up, buddy.” He helped his cousin to his feet.
“Remember when I saved you?” Bryce said.
“Yep.”
Bryce took a weaving step toward her. “Oh, hey, Coll. How you doing?”
“Hey, idiot,” she said gently. She put her arm around him, steering him down to the shore.
Delayed terror kicked in then, and she started shaking. “You cold?” Bryce asked.
“Little bit,” she said.
Tanya was sleeping on the sand, and without bothering to try to rouse her, Lucas simply picked her up.
“I’m tired,” she whined. No one bothered to answer.
A mountain bike was parked behind the Mustang. Lucas dumped Tanya in the backseat, then popped the trunk and loaded the bike in. “You rode here on your bike?” Colleen asked, though the answer was obvious.
“Yeah.” He glanced at her. “Where’s your car?”
“I was playing chauffeur. Tanya can’t drive, and Bryce was already pretty sloppy.”
He nodded once, then opened the car door for her.
No boy had ever held a car door for her before.
She gave him directions to Tanya’s house, then walked Tanya to the door. Mrs. Cross was waiting up, her mouth falling open when she saw her daughter’s less-than-sober state, then thanked Colleen for seeing her home and began laying into Tanya for her stupidity. Colleen waved and went back to the car.
Bryce was sound asleep in the backseat, his snoring soft and rhythmic.
“Does he drink this much all the time?” she asked.
“Once in a while.”
Colleen nodded. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked, because Lucas seemed tense. Then again, this had been a tense night, hadn’t it? Holy Mary. There’d be fallout—Jake was not the forgive-and-forget type. She might have to make sure everyone heard about his pants-wetting. Then again, that could make matters worse. Don’t poke a wounded snake and all that.
“You’re gonna have to watch your back,” she said, stealing a look at her driver’s profile.
