“For fuck’s sake, do it already. That scene between you two in the weight room still burns brightly in my head.” Derek chugged a few gulps of beer.
I grinned at Derek. “You’re sick if that scene gets your rocks off,” I said.
Derek ran a hand through his thick hair. “Aren’t we all? Coach says our raging hormones are good for football.”
Whatever works.
Austin cleared his throat.
Ferris again draped his arm over Montana.
I growled.
Derek and Austin busted out laughing.
“Time’s ticking,” Austin said in between snorts.
“Fuck off.” I stormed off the deck, down the stairs, then over to Montana. But before I reached her, Nina blocked my way.
“Hi, Train. Great party.” Man, her voice grated on my nerves.
“I didn’t invite you.”
She planted her hands on my chest. “It’s a high school party.”
I inched back. “And your point?”
She moved closer. “I thought we could talk.”
I couldn’t touch her, didn’t want to touch her. I flicked my gaze up to Austin and Derek on the top deck, trying to send them a telepathic message to get the fuck down here and help out a friend. Instead, of all people, Montana waltzed up.
“Hey, what’s going on?” Montana’s honeyed voice coated my nerves.
Nina wrapped an arm around my waist. “You’re not part of our conversation. Go back to your boyfriend.”
I was in hell with the fire burning me at the damn stake. I moved away from Nina so fucking quickly that I stumbled forward. I caught myself before I fell, though.
“My boyfriend?” Montana asked. “You mean Ferris? The guyyouwere kissing in the library the other day?”
I gave Montana an “I told you so” look, but I didn’t think she caught it.
“You’re the one all over him,” Nina countered.
I snagged Montana’s hand. “Let’s go.”
Nina’s face darkened to a deep red beneath the spotlights spraying out from the house.
Montana huffed, and I was almost in a jog, trying to catch my breath. Never in my life had I despised anyone as badly as I did Nina. Man, I’d thought I would marry the witch someday. Thank the romance gods for her cheating ways. The more I was around Nina, the more my heart hardened to steel.
“Um, Train? I do need my fingers to draw,” Montana said.
I came to an abrupt halt a good distance from the party. As dark as it was, no one could see us, which was perfect because if I had to deal with Nina anymore tonight, I would throw myself in the violent ocean.
I tugged Montana to me, my body heating hotter than the warm sand beneath my bare feet.
“Train,” she said my name softly. “If you’re about to pull a weight room move, then you better finish what you start.”
“Are you dating Ferris?” I asked.
