I miss him.
No! You do not miss him.
If he were here right now, he’d probably do something ridiculous like sing onstage with the band or do cartwheels in the middle of the dance floor. He was so silly. And sweet. And so attractive. So…appealing.
I closed my eyes, imagining the way his eyes looked at my lips, how with just one look I knew what he was thinking…
I looked up when I heard someone clear their throat. It was the lead vocalist from the band, the one who looked familiar. He was leaning against the doorjamb, arms crossed, almost like he had been there for a while, watching me with an amused smile. I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Hey, Angel Face. I—”
A group of guys suddenly grabbed him, each guy holding one of his arms or legs. I moved away as they carried him toward the back of the house, laughing raucously. A few moments later, I heard a loud splash, followed by “You assholes!” They must have thrown him into the pool.
I grinned in spite of myself. That was definitely something Caleb would do. Why was I always thinking about him? Frowning, I shook my head. This was not good. I needed fresh air to clear my head.
Stepping out to the backyard, I walked to the garden and stopped when I heard Kara’s voice. I found her and Theo sitting on a stone bench, surrounded by high, thick shrubs that almost hid them from view. They were facing each other, leaning close to each other. I spun around with every intention of leaving them alone when I heard angry footsteps.
“Theodore, we’re running out of beer!”
Kara and Theo pulled away from each other. A girl stood a few feet away from me and was glaring daggers at them.
She was stunning. Her hair was pixie-cut and dyed a shocking blue—like the skin color of a Smurf. Her face was heart-shaped, cheekbones high and sharp. But what fascinated me more than her hair were her eyes. They were two different colors. One was a vivid blue, and t
he other was dark brown.
She was petite, but she had the body of an Amazon. She dressed her luscious curves in a black shirt that said Bow to me, you useless mortals and white-washed jeans that were ripped at the knees. She finished the look with black combat boots.
This girl screamed balls-kicker.
“Dude, I’m busy. Can’t you get your brother to get some?” Theo grumbled.
“No. He’s busy exchanging spit and germs and God-knows-what with that walking STD over there.”
I choked on a laugh.
Theo blushed. “Language, dude.”
“I am not your dude!”
The girl looked like she was going to stamp her foot.
“I’m sorry, Kara,” he apologized.
Kara looked like she was on the verge of laughter. “It’s all right,” she replied as she stood. “I’ll see you around, then?”
I headed back inside to let them finish their conversation in private. When Kara found me, she was grinning.
“So, we have a plan,” she started, hooking her arm through mine.
“We do?”
“You and I are going to ride in Theo’s car to get some beer at the store. He’s meeting us at the front with his girl buddy. Let’s go!”
I frowned. “He’s a stranger, Kar.” I knew Theo looked like a sweet guy, but looks could be deceiving. “What if he ends up being one of those sex-slave traders and sells us to the mob? Haven’t you seen that movie with Liam Neeson where his daughter gets kidnapped and sold into sex slavery?”
Kara barked out a laugh. “Then I’d chop his balls off. Let your hair down just this one night for me! I’m brokenhearted, and I haven’t been banged in…” She muttered something under her breath. I heard the words months, days, and hours. “But who’s counting?”
“You drive me crazy.”