My eyes shoot wide as Nessa leans in to hear what’s going on. “Oh, really? Is there any good news at all?”
“No,” she says with a cringe. “Unfortunately, not. Not yet, at least. They did ensure me that they were still working tirelessly on the case. They want to nail him but it’s going to be a little while longer. Apparently, there’s a lot more involved than we could have ever known and they want to make sure that everything sticks. It also doesn’t help that he lives so far away. There’s a lot of back and forth between the police here and there.”
“Damn,” I sigh, wishing she had better news for me but at least they’re still working on it. We haven’t been forgotten yet.
“Yeah, my thoughts exactly,” she tells me. “Are you girls heading out to the party with the boys?”
“Sure are, Mrs. C,” Nessa announces.
Daniella gives us both warm smiles and squeezes our hands. “Well have a good night and be safe, alright. Watch your drinks and don’t accept rides from strangers. Oh, and don’t forget to check in with your family every now and then, you know how we like to worry.”
“Don’t I know it,” Nessa grumbles as I say a comforting, “We’ll be safe.”
She smiles once again before shuffling her girls off and I don’t doubt that I’ll probably be seeing them first thing in the morning over breakfast when I get caught trying to sneak out.
I don’t get left mulling over the Lucien bullshit for long as the boys’ familiar voices start drawing near. Nessa and I walk to meet them in the middle before instantly turning and walking down to the parking lot with them.
We all start heading towards Slade’s Dodge RAM when he stops and indicates towards Damian’s mustang. “Actually,” he says, glancing down at Nessa cautiously. “Do you mind heading to the party with Damian? I just need to talk to Sky about something first.”
My eyes flick up to his but for the first time ever, he’s not looking back down at me.
Nessa’s face drops in horror. “You’re kidding, right? You want to put me in a confined space with that guy? You realize I’ll never get out of there alive?”
Damian trails his fingers down her arm and no one misses the way her skin raises with goosebumps. “Maybe you just might like it.”
“You’re a pig,” she snaps at him but nonetheless starts making her way toward the Mustang. She glances back over her shoulder as Damian practically skips to catch up with her. “You two better make it fast. I can’t be left alone with this horn dog.”
“You’ll be fine,” I call after her, grinning at her horror and not missing the opportunity to tease her. “Trust me, he won’t touch you, but if he does, I promise you’ll like it.”
“Damn straight you’ll like it,” Damian mutters low, dark and enticing, hell it even makes me shiver. If that girl doesn’t let him worship her body by the end of the night, then I’m going to be pissed.
Slade takes my hand and curls his fingers through mine, finally looking down at me as he starts leading me toward his Dodge RAM. We hear Damian’s Mustang starting up and peeling out of the parking lot and once the noise fades to a distant hum, I look up at Slade.
“So, what’s this thing that you have to talk to me about?”
His lips pull up into a cheeky as fuck grin that has his eyes sparkling with mischief. “You’ll see.”
Chapter 22
Slade and I reach his Dodge and as I go to reach for the handle, he looks back over his shoulder. The place is practically cleared out. Most of the crowd has disappeared. Students are probably already drunk at the party, while families of the players are most likely just getting home and praying their sons don’t get anyone pregnant tonight. The only people lingering around are the cleaning crew and us.
As I step in closer to the truck, his arm curls around my waist. I’m pulled in tight against his body and I feel his arousal against my ass. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”
Oh, damn. This is new.
I grin as it all becomes startlingly clear. He didn’t need to talk to me about shit, he just wanted to take advantage of me and show me a good time before we got to the party and had to wait until we got home to do it.
My ass presses back into him. “Is that any of your business?”
Slade’s lips drop to my neck and his hand travels down my stomach until it’s firmly between my legs, being rough and making me groan with desire. I love it when he’s like this. Rough and playful. It’s exciting. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore the softer side of him, but this side…fuck, I could have him do me like this all night long and still not get enough.