Page 42 of Unforgettable
Lucas slid the plate over to the middle of the island. “Pool house.”
I hurried in that direction, hoping my bladder wouldn’t combust.
The pool house was more like an apartment, with a bathroom, a comfy living space, and what looked to be two more rooms behind two closed doors.
I locked myself in the small bathroom and quickly took care of business. Then I washed my hands and splashed water on my face. I hadn’t bothered with makeup because it had seemed pointless to pretty myself up if I were going to go swimming. I swiped a hand towel from the rack near the marble counter and patted it over my face.
Wow!I looked like death. Faint dark circles marred the undersides of my eyes. Maybe I should’ve taken a minute to at least put on concealer. It didn’t matter. I had sunglasses on, and I didn’t plan on partying until the wee hours of the morning like Vicki and I had done the night before. I had tons of homework to do the next day as well. So I needed all my brain cells. Plus, my father was due home, and I never knew what he would throw my way. Since I’d been living in town, he was in my face more than ever before.
If you go anywhere near Ryker, then prepare for your father’s wrath, and let’s not forget Beverly is here.
The whites around my green irises were red, and the more sun I got, the more my freckles came out. I really should’ve thought to mask those spots on my face. That was one of the things I didn’t like about myself.
Despite my horrible appearance, my father would freak out if he knew where I was. But I’d come for two reasons. One, Vicki had pleaded with me to come because she’d wanted to see Lucas again. And two, I had a message for Ryker from the principal at Woodcreek High.
I fixed my breasts so they weren’t spilling out of my bathing suit top then opened the door. When I did, I gasped.
Ryker leaned on the arm of the loveseat with his arms crossed over his bare chest. He was sizing me up like he had plans for me, or maybe I wasn’t supposed to be in the pool house.
“Hey,” I said. “You scared me.”
He sucked in his bottom lip. “I do have that effect on people.” His gaze was glued to my breasts.
I snapped my fingers. “I’m up here, big guy.”
He deadpanned, not listening to me.
I started for the door when what I really wanted was to untie the strings of my bathing suit top and have him suck on my nipples. At that thought, my nipples hardened.
“Why are you here?” His voice was raspy, and his tone was hard.
I came to an abrupt halt and pivoted on my heel. “I was invited. What’s your excuse?”
“I live here,” he said.
He had a point. “The last I knew, you lived in a house one block from campus.”
He placed his sunglasses on top of his head. “Are you my keeper all of a sudden?” His gray eyes were darker than I remembered.
“What do you want, Ryker? You’re the one waiting for me outside the bathroom.”
“What if I had to use it?”
“Something tells me you don’t.”
His gaze roamed down my body then back up, slowly and methodically, as though he were trying to see through my jean shorts and swim top.
I pursed my lips. “You football players are all alike. Aren’t you?”
He angled his head. “How’s that?”
“You have this look like you want to eat a woman.”
One side of his mouth went up. “Eating a woman is fun. Have you tried it?”
I didn’t swing that way, but I did recall him asking if I were into threesomes. “What do you want?” I rolled back my shoulders as my gaze ran up and down his happy trail.Whew.The remembrance of how he felt in my hand was making me warm and dizzy.
Without thinking, my gaze fell to his groin.
