Page 11 of Cruel Prep (Princes of Ravenlake Academy 1)

“You in a hurry?”

God, even his voice is sexy. His every word is a mating call. Despite my efforts to not seem desperate, my body is eager to answer.

I lean slightly into him, laughing at my clumsiness, relieved to be away from Dallas. I glance back at the porch over my shoulder, but Dallas is already gone.

“Not anymore,” I sigh, glad to be pressed against Finn.

“Good.” Finn pivots so his arm is around my shoulders, and I’m hugged against his side. “Because I was just coming to look for you. We’re going to play a game.”

7

Finn

I fucking hate drinking games.

If you want to get drunk and have sex, then do it. There’s no need to bore everyone with depressing truths and “scandalous” dares first.

Right now, however, I’m rather looking forward to it.

Lily trusts me. She has no reason to, but I can tell she does. Her hand hasn’t slipped out of mine since I pulled her into the game circle.

Cora did a good job with her look. Lily fills out Cora’s dresses better than Cora ever could, and her legs look incredible. Without her baggy jeans on, I can see her lean runner’s legs. I want them wrapped around my waist now.

“What game is this?” she asks, her breath hot on my neck.

She isn’t even trying to be sexy. Her brown eyes are wide and nervous, and she is nibbling on her lower lip as she studies everyone around us.

I wonder how many parties like this she’s been to. Probably none. I’ve been to a few Public parties and they’re cute, but those kids can’t afford to have a truly good time. They smoke shitty weed and drink stale beer.

Plus, the cops always show up. They can’t pay off police the way we can.

Lily has no idea what she’s in for.

“Truth or Dare!” Viktor stands on the table and shouts to the assembled crowd before I can answer.

Cheers and boos rise up simultaneously, and Viktor flips everyone off with both hands. “Shut up, fuckers. Truth or Dare is a classic for a reason.”

He tips his head back and swallows the last bit of vodka in the bottle, jumps down to the floor, and then slams the bottle on the table. “Me first!”

The bottle spins and lands on a girl a grade below us. Predictably, Viktor dares her to make out with him. Predictably, she jumps at the chance and ends up straddling him on the couch while the game carries on without them.

Lily leans closer to me every time the bottle spins, like maybe we can become the same person and no one will notice her.

But that’s impossible for me. Her skin is warm, and her free hand is brushing lightly against my thigh. I’m not even sure she knows she is doing it, but her fingertips stroke the seam of my jeans, and I can’t forget she is next to me for even a second.

It’s maddening.

I’m so distracted by her touch that I don’t even realize the bottle has landed on me until Lily pulls away from me, trying to distance herself from the attention.

I turn to see Cora grinning at me. She’s joined the game at some point, and clearly she is the one who spun the bottle.

Shit.

“Hey, Finn,” she purrs.

Viktor stops making out with the nameless chick at the sound of Cora’s voice. Even with another girl grinding on his dick, he is so whipped. It’s pathetic.

“Let’s get it over with, Cora.” I circle my finger in the air, trying to hurry her along, and wrap an arm around Lily’s shoulders. She sinks into me again, but I can tell she is uncomfortable with all of the attention.

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