The Original Crowd (A Whole New Crowd 0.50)

Sari rolled her eyes. It’d been like this between them since the first day, three years ago.

Sari wanted to party and Tray wanted his own partying. But for the most part, they got along.

“When aren’t you?” she griped, but it was good-natured.

It had better be.

“Can you two stop mauling each other?” Mandy asked, arriving with Carter behind her. I saw Grayley was talking with another teammate of mine across the pool. He’d been after her for a while, about fucking time he got somewhere with her. Not that Grayley had a problem finding girls, it was the opposite, but for some reason…he was holding back with this one.

Kara’s nice and all, but she didn’t hang out with me and Sari for a reason. She was a good girl.

Maybe that’s what he needed. A nice tame girl that would never get him mixed up in a drug-deal gone bad where he’s captured and has to recuperate in the hospital for two weeks.

Tray pinched my ass.

“Hey,” I cried out.

“Your mind was wandering,” he murmured, and looked over to where I’d been watching. “He’s a big boy. He’ll be fine.”

Sari looked over too and harrumphed. “She’s a pansy. I don’t like her.”

Sari and Grayley tried for a good month. That had been freshman year. Ever since then, they’d just been fuck buddies when the need arose. It arose often, for both of them.

“So what’s the plan? Are we going out to eat or what?” Mandy asked, Carter tucked her against his side.

“Sari says party, so we party tonight. I don’t really care right now. I just want to shower and change.” I slid down from Tray, but leaned against him. I noticed Mandy watching him intently.

“Alright. Should we meet up in an hour?” Mandy asked.

“How about two.” Tray said briskly.

Carter grinned.

“I’ll give you a call later, Taryn.” Sari waved off, heading across the pool and a moment later she had subtly maneuvered herself between Kara and Grayley.

I loved that girl.

“I’ll do the same and we can grab a bite to eat, okay?” Mandy suggested as Carter was already leading her away.

Tray gestured to the side door, “You need to do anything else? You want me to wait for you?”

“No. I’ve got everything.” And I did. I had my swim dress on and I dangled my car keys in front of him. Everything else was either locked in my car, at home, or in my locker in the pool-house.

The apartment wasn’t far away and within a few moments Tray pulled into the driveway.

The house was huge, but not as big as the one he’d had in Rawley. But according to the average college student standards, it was still a fucking palace.

Once we were inside, Tray and I attacked each other. He’d been gone entirely too long.

We fell to the bed and Tray rose above me, staring at me.

“What?” I asked.

His hands were caressing my thighs and working their way inside my bathing suit. I felt his thumb flick against me and gasped. It always worked.

He grinned and slowly bent down to meet my lips, dipping his tongue inside as his thumb slid inside.

I could only hold on as the fever built and a little later, I exploded over the edge.