Page 164 of You Said I Was Your Favorite

I want to get my girlfriend alone. Just the two of us.

“Want to get out of here?” I whisper, cupping her cheek, my gaze heavy. Hoping she understands what I really mean.

I’m desperate to get her naked.

Her brows draw together. “No way, Lancaster. This is my last chance to go to this epic Halloween party and I’m going to enjoy it. All night long.”

I groan. Is she for real right now? “Come on, Daze.”

“No, you come on, Arch. Let’s go have fun.” She withdraws from my arms and takes my hand, leading me into the fray.

And damn it, she’s right. We have a blast. We drink and dance and talk to people. Well, Daisy talks. I watch her in amazement as she chats animatedly with people we’ve gone to school with for years. People who didn’t know her, who had no clue what she was like or what she’s into, and my heart swells with fucking pride.

She’s trying to come out of her shell and she’s doing a damn good job of it. She’s so beautiful and smart and I don’t think it hurts that she’s had a couple of drinks. I got her to ditch the beer and convinced her to drink a flavored seltzer and she loves them.

Maybe a little too much, but there is something to say for liquid courage.

Her confidence is attractive. Everything about her is attractive, and knowing she willingly went and bought that necklace with my initial on it and is proudly wearing it makes me feel like I can conquer the entire damn world as long as I’ve got this girl by my side.

And I’ve already conquered her. She’s mine.

Only when the party starts to dwindle and people are leaving does Daisy finally look at me and whisper, “Maybe we should go.”

“We’re leaving,” I announce to anyone who’s listening, taking Daisy’s hand and dragging her out of the mostly empty building.

Edie is still here. We walk past her sitting with a small group of friends outside and she calls out to me, “Better come back tomorrow morning and help us clean this up!”

“That’s your job,” I yell back at her, earning a glare from my girlfriend.

Don’t think I’ll get over calling Daisy that. At least for a while.

“We’ll help!” Daisy says, squeezing my hand and lowering her voice to say, “Right?”

I bring our linked hands up to my mouth and drop a kiss on her knuckles. “I’ll go if you go.”

“I want to.” She smiles, yanking her hand out of mine and doing a twirl in the grass, stumbling and nearly falling over. “I had the best time tonight!”

“Socializing with people your own age isn’t so bad, am I right?” I raise my brows, reaching for her when she stumbles again and tips over into me. I help right her and she darts away, skipping ahead of me.

“It was great! I think I made new friends!”

I noticed they had their heads bent close together during one point of the night and I wonder how authentic Mya was with her. Though I do know Mya’s been sick of Cadence’s shit for a while. And speaking of Cadence…

“Did you see Cinderella get into an argument with Prince Charming?”

Daisy laughs, turning so she’s walking backward and facing me. Probably not the smartest thing, considering her current state. “I did. Why is she so mean all of the time? I think she’s a miserable person.”

“She’s not happy with anything or anyone,” I agree, ready to change the subject. “I’m glad you had fun.”

She runs toward me and I stop, grunting when we collide, her arms coming around my neck, her fingers sinking into my hair. “I had the absolute best time of my life. Now, where are you taking me?”

“Where does your dad think you are right now?” I have all sorts of ideas of where I could take Daisy. On my bed.

Against the wall.

In the shower.

The possibilities are endless.

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