A Whole New Crowd (A Whole New Crowd 1)

Dylan spotted me first. “Hey, you made it.”

“Taryn!” Mandy screeched. She stumbled over and threw her arms around me. “I love you so much, do you know that? You came. I’m so happy. I didn’t think you would.”

I hugged and patted her on the back. “I know. Football games and dances are not my thing.”

“They will be. If you’re my sister, they have to be, but you came. So yay!”

“Yeah.”

“You’re the best sister I’ve ever had.”

I didn’t know what to say to that so I patted her on the back. Again.

Dylan rescued me when he laughed. “Leave her alone. You’re suffocating her, Mandy.”

Mandy giggled and pulled away. She crawled back into his lap. “I know,” she murmured, curling her arms around his neck again. “I really do love her so much.”

Tray kicked a free chair out for me.

“Thanks.” I dropped into it, still giving my sister a confused look.

Tray frowned, studying me. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” I said quickly. Looking over at Molly, I asked her, “How’d you end up at this table?” Then I cursed when I realized how that sounded. I groaned, wiping a hand over my face. “I’m sorry. I just meant,” gesturing to the odd couple and Tray, “these aren’t your normal peeps. That’s it. No judgment.”

Tray grinned. “Nice save.”

Dylan lifted his hand to Molly. “She said she was your only friend.”

Mandy burst out laughing.

Tray chuckled. “I think she got you back already with that one.”

“My only friend?” I echoed. “She’s not my only friend.” Yeah she was. I glanced sideways at Tray. He was watching me intently. A secret grin appeared and I knew it was just for me.

Crap. It felt as if my body exploded. I readjusted myself and tried to get comfortable, but it was useless. This damn attraction I’d had for him wasn’t going away. I knew that now, and had begun to get used to it, but with a little look like that from him, knowing it was meant only for me, a girl could only handle so much.

I let out a soft sigh.

His laugh softened so it was only for my ears.

There went that tingling sensation again. Another explosion. I’d have to do something about it. This was killing me.

Dylan grinned at me. “Your friend is pretty cool.”

I nodded. I hadn’t known we were friends, but okay. I’d take it. Molly started giggling, and that was when I figured she was drunk as well. I skimmed an eye over the table and cursed my stupidity. It was covered in wine bottles.

Tray leaned closer and asked, “You want a drink?”

“Yeah. Maybe one.”

“Be right back.”

As he left, I commented to Dylan, “You’re one of the few around here who doesn’t seem drunk.”

He smiled, his thumb rubbing against Mandy’s thigh. “Yeah. It’s turned out to be a good party.”

“A lot of crashers.”