Page 27 of Roque

Roque never returned to the circle. Instead he stood behind me. Almost daring me if I tried to get up and return to the closet with anyone other than him.

Johnny took the bottle next, giving it a quick spin. I held my breath. If it landed on me, my knife was coming out. But the bottle slowed, stopping on the blonde. She practically squealed and hopped into Johnny’s lap. Her sloppy kisses covered his mouth.

Roque was right. She was desperate with a capital D, hoping that he’d care her tongue was down his friend’s throat.

“Who needs the closet?” Rafe snorted, grabbing the bottle and letting it fly. All eyes were glued to it as it went round and round, stopping squarely at me.

“Oh shit!” Le Blanc uttered as he looked behind me at Rafe.

"What about it princess. You in?” Rafe asked, holding out a hand to me.

I lifted my cup, taking a measured sip. “Only if she comes.” I nodded to the blonde, hoping to piss Roque off even more. I wanted the man to break in front of his friends… lose one shred of that icy composure of his.

“It’s against the rules.” Johnny fingered the key in the palm of his hand. “Besides, I like her just where she is.” I was too busy watching the spinning bottle to notice the girl’s hands in the fly of his pants stroking him openly.

I started to stand when a large hand pushed me back down. “Game’s over.”

“The hell it is,” Rafe moved forward, jerking me across the circle and into his embrace.

Roque growled and grabbed me by the waist. I was sandwiched between to alpha males and just tried to breathe.

I looped my arms around Rafe’s neck, surprising everyone by gifting him my kiss out in the open, in front of everyone. His mouth opened undermine. He was good but there was no rush of danger as his tongue danced with mine. The hairs on the back of my neck stood. Hot breath moved against my hair, “You will pay for this,” Roque whispered, as his friend kissed my mouth. I heard the door open, then slam so hard the window rattled.

“My turn.” Le Blanc’s huge hand gripped the bottle, but he never let it go. Instead he moved it in a circle, deliberately pointing it at Tati.

“Cheat,” giggled.

He grinned wickedly and stands holding a hand to her, “You coming?”

“I hope so.”

I rolled my eyes at how pathetic she was. They moved past and Johnny took out his key, inserting it in the lock behind them. He snaked an arm around the blonde and cupped himself ordering her to take care of him. Getting up, I walked to the window disgusted by everyone, even myself.

“Who are you?” Rafe asked, joining me at the window.

“No one.”

“Yeah, right,” he snorted. “No one, wouldn’t get under Ro—Ralph’s skin like that.”

“Ralph?” This time I snorted as I lifted a finger to the glass tracing my finger along the cool pane.

“Are you a freshman?”

“Maybe.”

“Transfer?”

“Perhaps.”

“Don’t be all coy. You know who he is… who Johnny is… who I am.”

“Yeah I do,” I finally lifted my face from the fray below, “total players.”

“Guilty.” He raised his hand, trying to decide if I was just some stupid girl or something more.

Thankfully, his thoughtful gaze on my face was interrupted when three giggly, sorority type girls entered the room with flushed faces and bright eyes.

“He’ll be back. You better stay put and be good,” Rafe warned as he welcomed the fresh meat and sampled them one at a time.

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