beer from my hand and motioned for me to come at him. Silly college boy. I looked down to the cup on the grass, now empty. Beer had splashed on her legs and shoes. Without any hesitation, I swung my fist and smacked him in the face with it. I had moved so swiftly, he hadn’t seen it coming at all and went down into the grass. I stretched my hand out and then fisted it again, just in case he was planning on getting back up for round two, but he was too busy holding his nose and groaning. My eyes set on hers again.
“So, how about that beer?” I asked her.
“What the fuck, man?” said a guy coming over to his defence.
I ignored him and continued to look at her.
“He’s broken my fucking nose,” groaned the guy down on the grass.
“You’ve broken his nose,” said his friend, clenching his fists.
“Unless you want yours broken too, I would move away,” I snapped, before zeroing my eyes back on the girl. “Where were we?”
She folded her arms and cocked her head at me.
“You were throwing punches and offering me a beer, with no drugs in it.”
I grinned, liking this girl’s spirit.
“He got beer on your shoes,” I said.
“My shoes thank you,” she said. I looked at her closely, trying to figure out if she was happy or angry that I had hit him. For the first in a long time I was lost for words. I knew instantly that I would never be able to bullshit my way out of anything with her. The guy got up from the grass with the help of his friend and walked back into the house. She watched him go and then turned back to me.
“There were no drugs in the first beer he gave me; I don’t think that was his plan.”
I watched her full lips move as she spoke to me and I tried to concentrate on what she was saying. I gave a shrug and said,
“Maybe, maybe not but he looks the type, don’t you think?”
She let out a sigh and said, “Anyone is capable of bad, no matter what they look like.”
My eyes narrowed on to her, my mind at odds with her beauty and those obviously deep and profound words. Had she been hurt? Had someone been bad to her? She needed to give me a name and I would fix them up. No one should ever make this beautiful girl sad.
“Maybe this is all a game and you’re going to try and drug me,” she said next, her arms still folded across her chest.
“Well, I’m not. I’ve never had to drug a girl to be with me.”
“Right, because they just drop like flies at your feet.”
“Well, they drop more at my cock than my feet but hey; I’m up for anything really.”
She hid a smile and turned it into a smirk.
“Go back and play with your little bimbos over there.”
“So you were watching me earlier,” I stated, cocking my eyebrow with interest. I was in. She was interested.
“Believe whatever gets you through the night,” she said starting to move away, towards the house.
“I’d like you to get me through the night,” I called out after her. She gave me a proper smile then and followed it with a statement that nearly knocked me on my ass.
“You wouldn’t be able to handle me.”
I had an instant hard-on as I watched her turn and walk away. I started to follow her, the party going on around me in a blur. I had to have this sexy devil of a girl. She changed direction and headed around the side of the house, like she was leaving.
“Wait up! What’s your name, at least?”
“You’ll find out soon enough,” she called out over her shoulder.
“What does that mean?”
She stopped then and turned to face me. I nearly walked into her as I righted myself and looked down at her. We were inches apart.
“I’m Will,” I offered, breaking the weird silence.
“I know,” she said, indecision clearly in her eyes. My eyes narrowed onto her.
“You know me?” I asked, wondering how she knew me. I would have remembered her if I had met her before. Had I slept with a friend of hers?
“I know of you,” she clarified.
“From who?” I asked.
She focused on my mouth for
“So, how about that beer?” I asked her.
“What the fuck, man?” said a guy coming over to his defence.
I ignored him and continued to look at her.
“He’s broken my fucking nose,” groaned the guy down on the grass.
“You’ve broken his nose,” said his friend, clenching his fists.
“Unless you want yours broken too, I would move away,” I snapped, before zeroing my eyes back on the girl. “Where were we?”
She folded her arms and cocked her head at me.
“You were throwing punches and offering me a beer, with no drugs in it.”
I grinned, liking this girl’s spirit.
“He got beer on your shoes,” I said.
“My shoes thank you,” she said. I looked at her closely, trying to figure out if she was happy or angry that I had hit him. For the first in a long time I was lost for words. I knew instantly that I would never be able to bullshit my way out of anything with her. The guy got up from the grass with the help of his friend and walked back into the house. She watched him go and then turned back to me.
“There were no drugs in the first beer he gave me; I don’t think that was his plan.”
I watched her full lips move as she spoke to me and I tried to concentrate on what she was saying. I gave a shrug and said,
“Maybe, maybe not but he looks the type, don’t you think?”
She let out a sigh and said, “Anyone is capable of bad, no matter what they look like.”
My eyes narrowed on to her, my mind at odds with her beauty and those obviously deep and profound words. Had she been hurt? Had someone been bad to her? She needed to give me a name and I would fix them up. No one should ever make this beautiful girl sad.
“Maybe this is all a game and you’re going to try and drug me,” she said next, her arms still folded across her chest.
“Well, I’m not. I’ve never had to drug a girl to be with me.”
“Right, because they just drop like flies at your feet.”
“Well, they drop more at my cock than my feet but hey; I’m up for anything really.”
She hid a smile and turned it into a smirk.
“Go back and play with your little bimbos over there.”
“So you were watching me earlier,” I stated, cocking my eyebrow with interest. I was in. She was interested.
“Believe whatever gets you through the night,” she said starting to move away, towards the house.
“I’d like you to get me through the night,” I called out after her. She gave me a proper smile then and followed it with a statement that nearly knocked me on my ass.
“You wouldn’t be able to handle me.”
I had an instant hard-on as I watched her turn and walk away. I started to follow her, the party going on around me in a blur. I had to have this sexy devil of a girl. She changed direction and headed around the side of the house, like she was leaving.
“Wait up! What’s your name, at least?”
“You’ll find out soon enough,” she called out over her shoulder.
“What does that mean?”
She stopped then and turned to face me. I nearly walked into her as I righted myself and looked down at her. We were inches apart.
“I’m Will,” I offered, breaking the weird silence.
“I know,” she said, indecision clearly in her eyes. My eyes narrowed onto her.
“You know me?” I asked, wondering how she knew me. I would have remembered her if I had met her before. Had I slept with a friend of hers?
“I know of you,” she clarified.
“From who?” I asked.
She focused on my mouth for
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