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“I’ll eat you.” He nipped at my lip.

“Maybe,” I teased, nipping his lip back. “We can stop back here on the way home and do that.”

He let out a loud laugh as I wiggled around on him before sliding back to my seat. I fixed my clothes as he did the same. Moments later, we were back on the road, my hand in his.

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Lana was drunk as hell as she danced against Ryan who was pretty much holding her up on the patio.

I glanced down at the glass of beer I’d barely touched. Logan had disappeared with Dax and Jason nearly a half hour ago to go check out Dax’s new truck, leaving me standing there. Noah was doing shots with Garrett. I knew if I went over there they’d shove more alcohol at me. The last thing I wanted to do was be drunk at Nikki’s party. I was still suspicious of her, but Logan insisted nothing was going on and she had the best of intentions.

“I like your dress,” some girl named Casey said as she passed by me.

“Thanks,” I managed, craning my neck to see if I could find Logan in the crowd of students all drunk and partying.

He wasn’t in sight.

Sighing, I found a patio chair and sank onto it, hoping he’d hurry. We were two hours into this, and luckily I hadn’t seen Nikki yet. But I did spot her minions making their rounds. I didn’t want to keep testing my luck though.

I pulled my phone out and sent a text to Logan.

Me:Where are you?

When he didn’t answer, I sent another message.

Me:I’m on the patio. Lana is wasted and Ryan looks like he’s going to drop her. Come find me.

I settled back in my seat and closed my eyes, hoping he’d see my messages and hurry up. I’d thought the last thing I wanted to do was be at this party, but I was quickly realizing the last thing I wanted was to be here alone.

CHAPTER42

Logan

“Hey,” Nikki greeted me as I came out of the upstairs bathroom attached to her bedroom.

The one down the hall and the one downstairs had lines I hadn’t wanted to wait in. Since I knew she had a bathroom, I’d gone in there, telling myself I’d hurry the hell up and be gone before anyone noticed. I’d done too many shots with Dax and Jason in the kitchen after checking out the new truck. Now I was feeling them. Not wanting to lose, I’d raced through my lines of drinks, telling myself I’d get back to Grace the moment they were done. Unfortunately, the beer I’d had earlier had other plans for my bladder.

“Hey,” I said, my vision swimming. I rubbed my eyes as I stared at Nikki in her tiny, pink dress, her tits pushed up practically to her chin.

“I was wondering where you were.”

“So you decided to check your bedroom?” I said with a laugh.

“Mm, you always were a sucker for my room.” She approached and stopped in front of me, her gaze roaming over me. “You look good tonight.”

“Thanks.” I peered past her to find her door closed. Not a surprise since it was a party, and I knew her well enough to know she didn’t want anyone hooking up in her bedroom.

“What do you think of how I look? Do you like my dress?”

“It’s nice.” I fidgeted, wanting to get out of there.

“I wore it for you.”

“What? You did? Why?” I frowned down at her as she let out a soft laugh.

“Because I know you like when I wear short skirts.Easy access.” She ran her hands up my chest.

I shook my head, nausea twisting my insides as I gripped her hands in mine.

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