“What about Hannah?”
“What about her?” he smiled.
I looked at Danny and gave him a shake of my head.
“You’re welcome,” he threw over his shoulder as he headed inside with the blonde friend.
“Hey, I’m Liam.” I smirked down at the girl. It wasn’t like I could shoo her off here, in my backyard. I was a dick sometimes but not that big of one.
“Oh, trust me, I know your name.” She giggled. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.”
I frowned as I ran my hand through my wet hair. “For what?”
She released the straps of her dress and shimmied out of it until she was standing completely naked in front of me. A smile pulled at my lips, and my cock hardened as the cold night air made her breasts perk up for me. She ran her hands up her body and tugged on the pink swells with a devilish look in her eye.
Well, this is not how I saw my night going.
I no longer needed to wear myself out with laps in the pool to get to sleep tonight. But something told me I wasn’t going to be doing much sleeping anyway.
The pool lights lit up her face enough for me to know she wasn’t another repeat.
I nodded behind her to the hot tub. “Let’s get you out of the cold, shall we?”
8
Avery
Aforeign alarm blared somewhere close to my ear, and my eyes shot open. I winced at the awful sound and shifted. My breath caught in my throat as I tensed every muscle in my body, feeling the weight of a clammy arm draped over my waist.
A familiar high-pitched whistle of a snore came from behind me, and I relaxed back into the mattress a moment later.
The alarm continued to grow louder and louder with each passing second.
“Nina!” I groaned.
She was a heavy sleeper, and I knew it would take, at the very least, a blowhorn to wake her. When we’d shared a dorm together, I used to have to literally pull her out of her bed, and even then, she’d sometimes fall back asleep on the floor. After I woke her up once with a cup of ice-cold water, she started setting more obnoxious alarms. I’d just thought I’d escaped that when I left the dorms behind and moved in with Zayn.
I groaned and grabbed my pillow out from under me, thrusting it over my shoulder with as much force as I could manage at six in the morning.
“Myocardial infarction,” she muttered, shooting upright.
“Nina, make it stop,” I said, pointing an angry finger.
She rubbed her eyes and looked around my room. “Did you just hit me?”
“Turn it off before I do it again!” I threatened, tightening my grip on my pillow once more.
She fell backward off the bed, reaching for her phone, but it wasn’t for her lack of balance. My newly inherited bed was really only meant for one person.
Nina tried to steady herself to stand upright but tripped over the only box I had left to unpack. The one with my dad’s old journals in it.
Nina angrily shoved it under my bed with her heel. “What’s that?” she asked, eyeing the jacket hanging from the wooden armrest of the futon.
I fisted the leather and tossed it toward the other end of my bed. “What’s what?” I asked, playing dumb.
She chuckled softly, watching Liam’s black jacket fall between my mattress and the wall.
I didn’t like the assumptions she was giving me with her eyes. She knew who it belonged to and was somehow more excited than shocked that I had it in my room. I sort of was too. But Liam had been…decent to me last night. After he took away my keys and threw me into his truck, that was. Besides, his heat wasn’t working. Offering me his jacket had been the least he could do after practically kidnapping me.
