Untouchable (Haven Falls 1)

The boys prop their feet up on the coffee table as the popcorn is passed across the front of me and Tully. Back and forth. Back and forth. Unable to reach the coffee table, I pull my legs up under me and grin when Tully leans into Rivers, then grin a little more as his arm falls down over her shoulder.

Yeah, they’re definitely crazy about each other. I’ll have to remember to quiz her about him a little more. After all, I like to know about the people I’m hanging out with. Tully and Noah seem easy to read, but Rivers? I don’t know. There’s something a little…more about him, something dark.

With that, I focus on this movie and I have to admit, I’m damn surprised when ten minutes later, I’m already hooked. I mean, wow. Mr. Grey. My, oh my!

The end credits are just coming up and I’m staring at the TV with a sick need to watch the next one. I mean, that was amazing. How have I not watched this yet? Shit, maybe Tully is right. Maybe I need to be reading the book. People always say that books are better than the movie adaptions.

That settles it, I’ll start reading the series tonight and when I’m finished, I’ll watch the next two movies.

This can be my obsession for the week, and I guess maybe it’s best to read this while my father isn’t in the house. That could get a little awkward.

Rivers disappeared outside a while ago and Tully spread out wide on the couch. Noah though, he stayed right there beside me, texting the whole way through. He wasn’t actually watching the movie, except for the sex scenes, that seemed to hold his attention and as soon as they were over, his eyes were back on his phone. Me? I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

I go to get up when the front door is barged in and not a moment later, a scowling Monica stands before us with Rivers on her heels. “What the hell is this?” she demands, taking in the comfortable way Noah sits beside me and the way my crossed leg brushes against his, though it’s not like that was intentional. The couch wasn’t exactly made for four.

Noah groans and pushes his way up off the couch. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he demands with a sharp glare.

“I’ve been calling you all afternoon,” she tells him as her eyes flick back to mine. “I want to go to Blake’s party, but I guess it’s clear what you’ve been doing…or who you’ve been doing.”

I let out a frustrated sigh. I don’t need this shit. Besides, I’ve been here a while. Perhaps it’s time to get home. “I’m out,” I announce.

“Good idea,” Rivers says, his eyes glaring into mine.

“Damn straight,” Monica grunts as Noah spins around to face me. “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.”

I roll my eyes, but Noah quickly steals my attention. “I’ll drive you home,” he tells me.

“What?” Monica shrieks. “No way in hell.”

Noah practically growls at her. “For fuck’s sake, Monica. We’re over. Get it through your thick head, and while you’re at it, you can fuck right off out of here.”

Woah. There’s that lethal, scary as shit guy I’ve been expecting all afternoon.

“We’re not over,” she tells him.

Noah groans and I grab Tully’s Kindle off the coffee table before heading for the door. “Wait up,” Noah says.

I turn back around to face him. “No, it’s cool,” I say, my eyes flicking back to Monica with an amused grin. “You clearly have shit to deal with.”

“I’ll drive her,” Tully says a moment later, getting up off the couch and quickly ushering me out the door. Noah follows us out, despite Monica’s high-pitched wails and closes the door on the drama within.

“Um,” he says with a cringe. “Sorry about that. I would have locked the door if I knew she was coming.”

“It’s cool, it’s not your fault,” I tell him. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Noah nods and with that, Tully and I are dropping down into her car with Rivers coming out to stand beside Noah, instantly getting in his face. “Sorry you had to see that,” Tully says as she pulls out of her driveway.

“It’s no problem,” I say, unable to leave without casting my eyes over Noah one last time. “Watching Monica sweat was actually pretty entertaining.”

Tully cringes. “I should warn you,” she starts as she takes off down the road, “if Monica thinks you’re interested in Noah, she’s going to make your life a living hell.”

“It’s just as well I’m not interested in him.”

Tully glances across at me before a knowing grin takes over. “Uh huh,” she murmurs, not buying it for one second, and I guess she’d be right as if I’m honest, there’s something extremely intriguing about my new tattooed stalker.