aking me flush a little. Another bad boy. Just my luck.
"I suppose so."
Cindy frowns, possibly feeling ignored, and she wanders off to leave me alone with Mr. Blond Heaven.
"So, how long have you lived here?" he asks while getting a little closer.
"Less than a week," I chuckle out, and he lets a laugh free as well.
"Well then, I guess we're both the new kids on the block."
"I guess we are," I murmur while turning up the glass. "So how do you know the people that live here?"
"I don't," he laughs. "I'm a total party crasher. I guess I'm busted, but I thought it'd be a good way to meet some of the locals."
"Well, instead you met me. Another newbie."
He smirks, but doesn't laugh like I do. "I'd say this was a party worth crashing."
I blush lightly, and then Cindy walks back in.
"Hey, Alyssa, come here. I want to introduce you to Misty and Heath."
I turn to face the platinum blond vision, and then I hold my hand out to shake his.
"I guess I should go mingle. It was nice meeting you, Thad."
He smiles, pulling my hand to his lips instead of shaking it, and then he plants a soft, sweet kiss on the back. "It was very nice to meet you, Alyssa."
The way he looks at me makes me blush again, and I turn away, happy that someone else is interested in me besides Kane - the asshole who left me naked in bed while he went to find his missing girlfriend.
Time to drink until I can quit thinking about him.
The howls of the drunk exude the howls of the wild as I giggle over every stupid joke told. Staggering, I make my way outside where Heath is standing.
"This is a great party," I slur.
He laughs, though nothing is funny, and I laugh too while hanging off the back deck overlooking the lake.
"I'm glad you came."
"Me too," I chirp while chugging another guzzle.
He smiles as he leans toward me, and a sick feeling strikes my gut right before he jerks me forward into a kiss. I push him back with all my strength to shove him off while wiping his slobber from my face.
"What the hell?" I scold. "You're married."
He laughs and shakes his head. "Lighten up. It's a party."
He starts toward me again, and I dart underneath his drunken grasp and rush down the stairs to escape him, happy to reach the yard.
"Alyssa, I can play this game," he chuckles out, and I start scouring the party in search of Thad, praying he's still here.
I'm not surprised when I don't find him - since I haven't seen him in hours - and I start running to escape the drunken fool following too close behind.
My phone buzzes, and I juggle it up to my ear, hoping it's Frankie getting ready to scoop in and save me.
"Are you seeing this?" I ask, though my drunken stupor has made my words sound unintelligible and malformed. "Where the hell are you already, Frankie? I need your help."