Page 71 of Unforgettable
That would probably happen with Ryker, only I would want something serious with him. So maybe being friends was a bad idea.
“What about your old man?”
“You let me handle my father.” Although I was sure that kiss would get back to my father, especially if Beverly was feeding him intel on me.
Lucas called Ryker’s name.
“Got to go.” Then he swaggered his denim-clad hips up to his best friend.
I was melting into a pile of liquid goo. If I had thought our thirty minutes of bliss the other night was hot, that kiss was hotter.
Still, I had to ask myself the same question. What was happening?
Vicki waved me over.
I put one foot in front of the other and slid into the end chair in the last row. Thank God we weren’t in the front. I was beginning to realize I could only take so much of Ryker.
“That was scorching,” Vicki whispered. “Everyone was staring.”
“Did you notice if anyone snapped pics?”
“I couldn’t tell you. I was riveted on you and him.”
Great.As Lucas began talking, I started coming up with an excuse for my father. I debated whether I should come clean before anyone else sent him a photo or called him to give him the dirt on me.
“Doesn’t Lucas look hot?” Vicki’s voice pulled me back to reality.
“What about Erik?”
She shrugged. “I can hang out with Erik and not sleep with him.”
“Tell Erik that,” I said. “He wants you in bed.” I couldn’t blame Erik either. Vicki was pretty. She had silky hair, big doe-brown eyes, and a slim but curvy body, and she was tall. Plus, her legs went on forever.
“So? Lucas is with other women.”
“Maybe you should ask Lucas to go out,” I offered.
“Nah. I might be forward in a lot of situations, but asking a guy out isn’t one of them. My mom taught me to let the guy ask the girl out.”
“That’s ancient advice. You’re not ancient.”
She giggled. “Let’s just have a good time tonight.”
I was all for that.
Lucas went through his notes on the fundraiser and gave information on the time to arrive, how to dress, and other mundane tasks that would take place. I knew all about fundraisers since my father’s aides had set several up for his campaign.
The crowd was quiet as they listened.
“I still need a bio from Haven.” Lucas gazed out at the crowd.
I raised my hand. “I’ll get that to you tomorrow.” I had one I’d written for my college application, and it didn’t need much tweaking.
Lucas nodded. “We’re just about sold out of tickets. And before I open the floor to questions, I would like to remind you that as a participant, you’re not allowed to bid on anyone.”
The ladies in the room booed and pouted.
Vicki clapped. “Ooh, I’m glad I’m not in it. I can try and snag Lucas.” She sighed. “On second thought, I don’t have that kind of money.”
