Taking Chances by Molly McAdams

barely
visible above his jeans. I missed that one. He laughed and fixed his shirt.
Cheater. I whispered to Bree as Derek drank a cup and she burst into laughter.
Everyone looked at us like we were crazy, so we just shrugged our shoulders.
Brandon raised his hand, and as he did I bent over acting like I was looking
for something on the floor, purposefully turning so my butt was facing him. He
missed. When Derek went for his turn, Bree bent slightly at the waist, giving
them a better view of her cleavage, her hand trailing along her chest. His ball
didn't even hit anywhere on the table, which landed him a hand across the back
of his head from his girlfriend. We were cracking up as we both made our next
shots. Before the guys could go, two guys I didn't know came up behind us and
made sure we couldn't “cheat” again, not that it made a difference. We were all
laughing so hard from everyone still attempting to distract the other side,
that no one made their next few shots. Although the first half of the game flew
by, it took me and Bree four more turns to make our last two cups.
    “I'm done.
Someone else can take my spot.” I laughed and backed away from an advancing
Brandon.
    “You think
you're funny, huh?”
    I nodded and
continued my retreat but he caught my hips and firmly pressed his lips to mine,
when our lips parted he picked me up and started walking me towards the
couches. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him as passionately as
my tipsy self would allow. I whimpered when he caught my bottom lip between his
teeth as he sat on the couch. Good God, was this what I’d always been missing?
Or was my blood heating and my heart racing just because it was Brandon? Grabbing
his broad shoulders, I melted against his body, his muscled arms holding me
tight. Our tongues met again and he gripped my hips tighter when I arched my
body into his. Before I could protest from his lips leaving mine, he started
making a trail across my jaw and down my neck, my eyes shot open when a familiar
voice broke through the haze Brandon’s lips and tongue had put me in.
    “So much for
the PG rating.” Chase sneered as he made his way towards the back door with the
girl from earlier.
    My eyes went
wide when the party came back into view; I had completely forgotten we weren’t
alone. Looking down at the position Brandon and I were in, I quickly climbed
off his lap and sunk down next to him, trying to keep my eyes off Chase.
    Brandon looked
at me confused, “Wait, 'PG' is a rating they gave you?”
    I blushed
fiercely and looked at my hands. I guess the guys hadn't informed him.
    “What, she
didn't tell you? Princess over here was as virgin as someone could possibly get
until she met you. Now she's just simply a virgin, I guess we can raise it to
PG-13 until later. I'm sure she's ready to get rid of it all together. Maybe
you’ll have better luck than I did.”
    My breath was
coming quickly for a completely different reason now, and I couldn't meet
Brandon's eyes again, though I knew he was still staring at me. Chase and his
nightly tramp snickered as they walked outside and I took off for his room. I
should have known he would lock it while people were here, but I was two
seconds from breaking it in so Brandon wouldn't see the embarrassment covering
my face. I turned into the bathroom and shut the door as I heard him and
someone else approaching. Less than a minute later, there was a soft knock and
Bree walked in, shutting the door again behind her.
    “Will you ever
forgive me?”
    I looked up at
her, “Forgive you? For what?”
    “For telling
them the last time.”
    “Bree you
didn't tell them maliciously. You weren't even completely coherent when you
said it! What he did is completely different.”
    She sat on the
floor next to me, and ran her fingers through my ponytail.
    “Did everyone
hear him?”
    “No, everyone
was still in the kitchen, I just happened to be standing there with Konrad when
they walked by.”
    I