No Bad Days (Fisher Brothers 1)

I scanned the crowd of bodies swaying to the music in the living area, and then checked out the group of guys hanging out in the kitchen, but didn’t spot Nick.

Trevor suddenly appeared at Rachel’s side, focusing on her as he said, “You came.”

“Nick said you wanted me to,” she said, her tone downright bitchy.

“Can we talk?” He motioned over his shoulder, and she looked at me.

“Will you be okay if I leave you alone?” She raised her eyebrows in that way that meant she wanted me to say yes.

I scanned the room again before waving them off. “I’ll be fine. You two go.”

She gave me a quick best-friend squeeze before following Trevor into the crowd and disappearing from view.

I navigated my way around the sweaty dancing bodies and headed toward the kitchen, where I figured I’d grab a drink and ask if anyone had seen Nick. As I moved through the group of dancers, a guy grabbed me by the waist and spun me around.

“Hey.”

“Hi,” I said awkwardly, not recognizing him, but definitely realizing that he’d had way too much to drink.

“You’re really pretty,” he slurred, pushing his face too close to mine.

“Thanks.” I gave him a tight smile as I pulled out of his grip. It took a little wriggling, but I finally broke free and bolted away from him in search of the one guy I came here to see.

Marching up to the group of guys in the kitchen, I noticed six of them circled around a keg. They were trying to convince one of their brothers to do a keg stand, and before they talked him into it, I interrupted.

“Do you guys know where Nick is?”

They all turned to stare at me, and I recognized two of the guys from the class I shared with Nick.

“Hey, you’re Jess, right? I’m Todd.” He extended his hand to me over the counter that separated us and gave it a firm shake. “Everyone, this is Jess.”

My cheeks immediately heated again with the ridiculous shouting that followed. Drunk guys were the weirdest. Once the cheering died down and I found my voice again, I repeated my question.

“Do you know where Nick is?”

“I think he’s in his room. Down the left hallway, last door at the very end,” Todd said, pointing me in the right direction.

Suddenly realizing that Nick might not be there alone, I asked, “Uh, do I want to go in there?”

“He was alone when I saw him,” Todd said, and I turned just as they lifted the other guy by his legs and held him upside down, chanting his name.

Shaking my head, I took a left at the dark hallway and noticed several couplings happening against the walls. I watched my feet, navigating my steps carefully, not wanting to step on anyone’s feet or discarded clothing if I could help it. The hall was ridiculously long.

“I remember you.”

I looked up to find the guy from the dance floor in front of me, blocking my way. I had no idea where he came from; it was like he appeared from thin air.

“Uh, okay.” I moved to slip past him, but he reached out to stop me. When I tried to sidestep him, he moved in front of me again.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m just going to get Nick,” I said, hoping that the mention of his name would deter the guy.

It didn’t.

“Nick’s busy,” he bit out with a slur.

My stomach tightened into a painful knot. Maybe Todd was wrong, and Nick was in his room with some other girl. Why would he invite me here if he was only going to hook up with someone else?