Page 111 of Ice Bet

“No one else looks drugged.” I said.

Riley wasn’t completely knocked out, but it was clear she wasn’t herself.

“Drugged?” Sutton’s mouth fell open, and she quickly put her cup on the mantel beside Riley’s empty drink. Taytum took off, whispering in every female’s ear. They all dropped their cups a moment later.

“Shut this fucking shit down,” I growled.

I was so angry I couldn’t even see straight. My teammates got to work. They grabbed Rush, who gathered his football players and then snagged a couple more of our own.

Sutton trailed me out of the party and propped the back door open. She stopped for a brief second when she heard her ex from behind.

“Sutton, are you okay?” he asked.

I didn’t plan to stick around to hear her reply, but Sutton’s and Crew’s footsteps followed closely behind as she filled him in. The lights to his brand-new car flashed, and he opened the door. “Get in,” he ushered. “Are we taking her to Coach Lennon?”

“No!” Riley’s head leaned on my shoulder. I hoisted her up in my arms and climbed in the back seat of Crew’s car. Sutton took the front.

“He’s going to lose his shit.” Crew said when his car revved. My heart was beating faster than it ever had, but Coach’s reaction to Riley getting drugged—because it was clear that someone slipped something in her drink, even if she didn’t guzzle it down—was the last thing on my mind.

“Sutton, please tell me you didn’t drink that fucking punch.”

“Don’t act like you care!” Sutton snapped, shutting her ex down. She peered back at me. “Do you want to take her to our apartment?”

“Do not tell my parents.” Riley slurred.

Fuck.

“Shouldn’twe at least take her to the hospital?” Crew asked.

“No,” Riley repeated slowly. “Guys… I’m fine. I’m…” Her lip wobbled. “I didn’t drink that much of it. It probably won't even show up on a drug test.”

Sutton looked at me. I contemplated calling Riley’s parents, but she tugged on my shirt, and even though her eyes were droopy and glossed over, she silently pleaded with me.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Just take us home.” I sighed, giving in to what Riley wanted.

I’d wait until she was in her right state of mind before running to her father, but one way or another, he was going to know what had happened. I would get to the bottom of who spiked her drink, but my first priority was taking care of her.

Once Crew parked the car and we piled into the elevator, I was shaking with adrenaline. Riley tried to climb out of my arms at one point, telling me she was fine, but I held her tighter. A girl like Riley didn’t want help, and she sure as hell didn’t like to be taken advantage of—not that anyone did. But given her past, this was hitting her in a way that it didn’t hit most.

It was the reason she didn’t want her parents to know.

Things hadjustbecome normal for her.For them.

“She’s staying with me,” I said, bypassing Sutton’s lead to their apartment.

“Don’t tell me…” Crew put his hands on his hips while looking at his previous coach’s daughter in my arms.

I rolled my eyes at his attempt to act authoritative. Sutton made sure to put him in his place, but I was too busy staring down at Riley’s smooth face as she drifted in and out of sleep to care what Sutton had told him.

“Aasher.” Riley clutched my shirt when we got into my room.

“I’m here. You’re okay. I’ve got you.”

I kept my door open, knowing that my roommates would be home as soon as they deescalated the party. They would want to check on her.

There was no way I could keep this from Coach. It would be all over campus soon.

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