Untouchable (Unstoppable 1)

Swivelling to face her, I took in her profile. Cute nose, full mouth. The whole blonde hair, blue-eyed thing. Liss was undeniably hot. Maybe I could switch teams, maybe that would be easier. Yeah, I could play for every team. I'd still want Reno. “Grr.”

“You sound like an angry little kitten,” she singsonged.

“Wanna feel my claws?”

She smirked, still staring up. “Nope. I know someone who does, though.”

I lifted onto my elbows to scowl at her. “If you dare say Leon, I swear I'll maim you.”

She closed her eyes and swayed her head in a weird clumsy motion. “Nuh-uh-uuuh. Rhymes with,” she stopped, her eyes opening and her brows drawing down a little, “... meno.”

I frowned. “You're loaded, and you need to switch to water. Better yet,” I hopped up, rubbing my hands together to shake off the dirt, “stop drinking. Up. Everyone's heading out.”

“We're still here,” she murmured, lowering her lids again.

“Fine... everyone but us is leaving.”

“Don't care.”

Really with this? I parked my hands on my hips and tapped my foot. Seemed a parent-y thing to do, I wouldn't know, my perma-fifteen-year-old would-be caregiver wasn't big on discipline. I supposed I had to be grateful for that. “Get up!”

“Nope.”

“Liss!” I moaned, drawing out her name on a pitiful whine and reaching down to grab her arm. A few groups of stragglers giggled and shouted about fifty yards away, but other than that we were alone. “Come the fuck on, bee-yatch!”

Rustling behind me had me spinning round. “Shit! You scared the crap out of me, Mack!”

He grinned, hands up. Huge, black, and super easy on the eyes. Mackenzie Briggs, a senior like us, and a big softie. He was one of the certified good guys. No question his momma raised him right. Along with Jason Connolly and Daniel Greene, he was one of Ren and Le’s closest friends. “She staying?” He dipped his head with a grin.

I pursed my lips. “Looks like. Hey, can you sit with her a sec? I need to pee.”

He hit the deck. “Sure, I got her.”

“Bushes, bushes, everywhere,” I hummed while I skipped into the thick, avoiding the pathway through the trees that led to a clearing up ahead. Which was where Mack had come from, and probably meant Reno was there. But I didn’t need to think about that right now. I was just the right side of tipsy, the best frame of mind to be in. Nicely buzzed. Not quite coherent enough to think about the shit you couldn’t control but still with it enough to enjoy the mental break. Squatting beside a bush, I quickly peed and righted myself before turning and stumbling around for a bit, quickly realizing I had no idea which way was out. Great.

A hand came

from behind and covered my mouth, smothering my scream.

Eight

Riley

“Just me, Ri.”

The elbow I'd poised, ready to slam into my attacker's ribs, froze, along with the rest of me, at the sound of his hushed words.

“You know, the bottom of your ass has been hanging out of your dress all night?” He murmured low into my ear, his voice gruff enough to grind over every nerve ending in my body. His warm breath floated over my neck and elicited a tingle that danced all the way along my spine.

Gulping, I dragged air in through my nose, his hand still covering my mouth. Mention of my ass drew my attention to the fact that, in this position, mine pressed right into him. And just above that, something of his pressed right into me. My eyes slammed shut.

Shit, this wasn't good.

Without warning, his free hand snaked around my midriff, his hand splaying across the flat surface. My heart stopped dead in my chest and my eyes swept downward as his fingers crept lower, inch by inch, until they reached the hem of my dress. He kept them there, playing with the material, tracing a finger underneath... driving me insane. Neither of us spoke, our breaths the only audible noise. Releasing my mouth, he trailed his other hand down the column of my neck, moving down until his entire palm skimmed my breast. My breath hitched and my heart took off like a skyrocket. I opened my mouth to say something when I felt his lips at my ear.

“Don't.”

Pressing my lips together, I clamped them shut.