“I’m okay, thank you,” I answered, licking my still sweet-tasting lip. While we sat back on the couch, Sammy stood up to grab some blankets off an easy chair.
“June, do you want one too? I’m a little cold,” she offered with a smile.
“No, thank you.”
Sammy wasn’t that bad. She didn’t seem brazen like Tiffany or full of herself like Taylor.
At least she was nice, unlike the short-fused guy next to her.
She sat back down, filling the space between me and James, then said something that made everyone’s noses wrinkle.
“Uh, I know what we could watch!After?”
“I’d rather cut my balls off,” spat James, rolling his eyes.
“Come on, Jamie! We still haven’t seen it! June, you’re on my side, right?”
“Uh, whatever you guys want,” I answered, shrugging. Honestly, picking what movie to watch was the least of my worries. I was still thinking about Austin, the gun pointed at James’s temple, and the swim coach. Maybe I should’ve talked with Blaze and asked him more about the attack on the principal, because none of this was making sense to me.
Sammy and James started arguing about what to watch, so William put an end to the discussion.
“Let’s watch the first half hour ofAfter, and we’ll change it if it sucks,” he recommended, before turning out the light.
He sat next to me and pushed my hair back from my face, then gave me a kiss on my neck that made me blush.
“Besides, I don’t know how much we’ll watch the movie,” he mumbled in my ear. Suddenly, I tensed.
I liked making out with William, but we weren’t alone. Maybe he’d forgotten about that.
“William?” James called.
He rolled his eyes, annoyed.
“Eh.”
“Beer?”
“Get off your ass and get it yourself, James.”
“But it’s your house,” he complained.
“When it’s convenient for you, huh.”
Given that Will didn’t listen to him, James reluctantly got up. He was still limping, but the hoodie that was a little too big on him made his chest look even stronger. I wondered if he was capable of staying still for five minutes to watch a damn movie, given that it had just started and he’d already gotten up twice.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him come back holding a beer and a lollipop that smelled strongly of strawberries and cream.
“My favorite,” I heard him giggle, before sucking on the red lollipop. I already knew it was going to be a rough night, but I decided to concentrate on Will.
“Is that for me?” the girl asked quietly. James smiled at her through his hair. “No.” Then he whispered something in her ear, and she let out an embarrassed chuckle.
“You only got the beer for you? Couldn’t you have gotten something for us too?” reproached Will, before getting up to grab extra glasses.
“Still or sparkling water, June?”
“Still, thank you.”
I tried to keep my eyes glued to the TV, but I felt eyes scrutinizing me. Sammy had gone back to staring at me smugly.
