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She was about to ask him why he’d invited Tam, but then he grabbed her free hand and led her into a dark room where everybody was sitting on chairs in front of a TV set tuned to a sports channel broadcasting a football game.
“Quieter in here,” he said, leading her to an empty spot on a sofa in the corner. “I’m glad you came.” He sat close enough that Avery could feel his every movement. He looked her in the eyes, his face mostly in shadow.
“I had to come from so far,” she said with a chuckle. “You realize I live next door, right?” She jerked her thumb in the direction of Chloe’s house.
There was enough light for her to see his mouth drop open. “What? Some single lady lives over there. She complains about the noise sometimes. I didn’t think anyone else — ”
“I just moved in for school,” Avery interrupted. “From Spokane. She’s my aunt.”
“Oh, well that’s …”
He kept speaking, but a cheer from everyone in the room drowned him out.
“… perfect, then, isn’t it?” he finished up as the commentator on the TV recapped the recent touchdown.
She folded her arms and smirked. “Oh, is it?”
She might look like she was handling this cool and easy on the outside, but her heart was chugging like a freight train.
“C’mon, you know I’m interested, right?”
She set her Coke can on the end table. “Do you always come on to girls this fast?”
“Actually, I never do, but you’re different.”
What a line.
“I had to get you on my turf,” he continued, “so here we are.” He brushed a finger up her arm and every nerve in her body fluttered to life. She knew she had been attracted to him before, but now that he was touching her it was something completely new. Slowly, she curled her fingers over his. A light touch, but so deliberate she felt the attraction between them sparking like electricity — little points of heat jumping across her skin.
What was going on?Normally, she would hate even the idea of some guy she barely knew touching her. Normally, she would never get herself into such an intimate situation. Someone was bound to get hurt — and it would be all her fault.
“My friend told me your mom is one of her professors,” she said after clearing her throat.
He slid his finger from her arm and she wished he would put it back. “Who’s your friend?”
“Tam — you invited her. She’s eighteen, you know? I just saw her a minute ago and she was, uh, drinking.”
That was right. Rat out Tam. Avery tried to push down the guilt rising in her gut.
Jordan looked away, deep in thought. “Black curly hair?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t invite her.”
So, Tam had lied. Why was she not surprised? She realized she was chewing on her pinkie fingernail and ripped it away from her mouth. “How did she know about the party?” she asked.
“Oh, I told her about the party because she asked what I was doing tonight. But I didn’t tell her where it was, and I didn’t invite her. She was waiting for me outside her class. We talked for a few minutes and that was it. She’s your friend, huh?” He didn’t seem impressed.
Avery rolled her eyes and leaned back into the sofa. “No, not really. It’s a long story.”
He grunted and looked at his shirt. “Hey, do you mind if I go change real quick?”
“No, that’s fine. Sorry.”
“Not a big deal, honest. I might be a few minutes while I find Tam and kindly invite her to leave. The cops usually show up here at least once during the night — not that I’m breaking any laws. Well, not intentionally, at least.” He stood and looked down at Avery. “I’ll be pissed if this ‘friend’ of yours gets my ass busted for serving alcohol to minors. My dad would take this house out from under me in two seconds flat.”
“You sure I’m okay here?” Avery asked as her heart began slowing to a normal pace. For the first time in her life, someone she liked preferred her over Tam. It was a
She was about to ask him why he’d invited Tam, but then he grabbed her free hand and led her into a dark room where everybody was sitting on chairs in front of a TV set tuned to a sports channel broadcasting a football game.
“Quieter in here,” he said, leading her to an empty spot on a sofa in the corner. “I’m glad you came.” He sat close enough that Avery could feel his every movement. He looked her in the eyes, his face mostly in shadow.
“I had to come from so far,” she said with a chuckle. “You realize I live next door, right?” She jerked her thumb in the direction of Chloe’s house.
There was enough light for her to see his mouth drop open. “What? Some single lady lives over there. She complains about the noise sometimes. I didn’t think anyone else — ”
“I just moved in for school,” Avery interrupted. “From Spokane. She’s my aunt.”
“Oh, well that’s …”
He kept speaking, but a cheer from everyone in the room drowned him out.
“… perfect, then, isn’t it?” he finished up as the commentator on the TV recapped the recent touchdown.
She folded her arms and smirked. “Oh, is it?”
She might look like she was handling this cool and easy on the outside, but her heart was chugging like a freight train.
“C’mon, you know I’m interested, right?”
She set her Coke can on the end table. “Do you always come on to girls this fast?”
“Actually, I never do, but you’re different.”
What a line.
“I had to get you on my turf,” he continued, “so here we are.” He brushed a finger up her arm and every nerve in her body fluttered to life. She knew she had been attracted to him before, but now that he was touching her it was something completely new. Slowly, she curled her fingers over his. A light touch, but so deliberate she felt the attraction between them sparking like electricity — little points of heat jumping across her skin.
What was going on?Normally, she would hate even the idea of some guy she barely knew touching her. Normally, she would never get herself into such an intimate situation. Someone was bound to get hurt — and it would be all her fault.
“My friend told me your mom is one of her professors,” she said after clearing her throat.
He slid his finger from her arm and she wished he would put it back. “Who’s your friend?”
“Tam — you invited her. She’s eighteen, you know? I just saw her a minute ago and she was, uh, drinking.”
That was right. Rat out Tam. Avery tried to push down the guilt rising in her gut.
Jordan looked away, deep in thought. “Black curly hair?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t invite her.”
So, Tam had lied. Why was she not surprised? She realized she was chewing on her pinkie fingernail and ripped it away from her mouth. “How did she know about the party?” she asked.
“Oh, I told her about the party because she asked what I was doing tonight. But I didn’t tell her where it was, and I didn’t invite her. She was waiting for me outside her class. We talked for a few minutes and that was it. She’s your friend, huh?” He didn’t seem impressed.
Avery rolled her eyes and leaned back into the sofa. “No, not really. It’s a long story.”
He grunted and looked at his shirt. “Hey, do you mind if I go change real quick?”
“No, that’s fine. Sorry.”
“Not a big deal, honest. I might be a few minutes while I find Tam and kindly invite her to leave. The cops usually show up here at least once during the night — not that I’m breaking any laws. Well, not intentionally, at least.” He stood and looked down at Avery. “I’ll be pissed if this ‘friend’ of yours gets my ass busted for serving alcohol to minors. My dad would take this house out from under me in two seconds flat.”
“You sure I’m okay here?” Avery asked as her heart began slowing to a normal pace. For the first time in her life, someone she liked preferred her over Tam. It was a
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