Played by Liz Fichera

Author:Liz Fichera
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

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Riley

When my eyes cracked open, I was lying on a bed. Correction: I was lying on silky pillows scattered on top of a bed. Someone was yelling.

The only light in the room came from the outline of a closed door. Behind the door, a woman screamed, “Okay, everybody out! Now!” She kept demanding that everyone leave, over and over and over. But why would a stranger yell at me to leave my own house?

Hold up. Where was I?

I raised my head. A shooting pain slashed across my forehead and the room went fuzzy and sideways at the same time.

Then I heard the shuffle of footsteps and doors slamming all around me. It was like a fire drill but there was no fire, not really. Not that I remembered...

But what did I remember?

I remembered arms and legs and zippers and buttons and lips pressing against mine. And heat. Lots of heat. I even had a vague memory of someone sucking tequila from my belly button.

I felt my face flush.

Oh, no.

I shot up higher and this time my forehead exploded. I was tempted to fall back against the pillow till the dandelion fuzziness behind my eyes disappeared, but the shrieking woman made that impossible.

The door burst open, a switch was flicked and the chandelier light above me brightened the room like a thousand suns. It was easier to navigate the room in the dark.

“And you, too, sweetheart,” she said, though it was hardly a term of endearment.

I squinted back at her, stunned. Who was she? Instinctively, I crossed my arms over my chest and realized the straps from my tee draped over my bare shoulders. The room temperature dropped fifty degrees.

“Out. Now.” She pointed at the door. “Is there a room in my sister’s home that you kids haven’t trashed?”

I mumbled something that I hoped was an apology, even though I didn’t know who she was, what she was talking about or where I was. But then it flooded back to me. I was at Jay’s house. There’d been a party, a big one. We were having fun, goofing around. Being stupid. I remembered laughing till my sides ached. Trying things I’d never done before. I remembered kissing. Lots of kissing. And more.

“Look. You’ve got ten seconds to get out of here before I call the cops.” She raised her cell phone, in case I doubted her.

Again, I nodded, squinting against the bright light. My legs wobbled as I stumbled off the bed and tried to adjust and button and zip my clothing. It felt as if the bed were six feet off the ground. It hurt to talk but I finally did. “I just need to find Jay,” I said, willing my legs to take me to the door and not fall into the arms of this crazed woman who filled the doorway. Jay was the last person I remembered talking to, although we hadn’t been doing too much talking. I remembered his hands on my arms, my legs, my chest.

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