CHAPTER 14/2.

Chloe's call.

Lexie.

Made out Noah's reddish hair before she came to see me. She stops for a second and looks around her, I turn to check if her boyfriend is still where she was and is not there. Will she be looking for Him?

I yell her name over the music when I see my brother reach for her.

—Hey, Noah!

I advance until I reach it and I find my friend with red eyes and nose, lost gaze, without a hint of joy. Nothing, it's like she's not there.

—Where did you have your dick? You're late —I hear Logan say to Liam as they greet each other with the typical male greeting.

Shoulder and pat on the back.

—Noah, is sorry ... —I apologize.

When I find her looking in all directions except at me.

—No.

—Are...?

—Yes

I hear the sadness in his voice, in how he insists on not showing how he feels right now, and we couldn't be more equal.

We try to hide how we really feel because explaining it hurts twice as much as saving it.

The guys outside our conversation laugh and hit each other. Kids.

He installs a fake smile on my face and just squeezes my hands in a plea for him to drop the subject. I put my hand on her shoulder and give her a look telling her that I understand her, and just like she installed a fake smile.

—Well then let's celebrate, you look gorgeous and I think a few drinks in that little body of yours will teach me some good dance steps.

Her eyes light up but she is still sad.

—I want a drink, I need it.

I glare at my brother.

—Nothing about that, you have to go back to Noah and leave her at his residence, like a whole little princess.

He snorts.

—Killjoy.

—Prostitute.

—Heavy.

—AC...

Before I can say the following words at the top of my lungs. The lights go out and the music stops a the house with the pure sound of the murmur of the people in the place wondering what is happening. Before I could ask Liam I feel like they cover my head with a mountain pass without holes preventing me from breathing.

I cry out when they pull me too hard from behind, I trip over my own feet and almost fall to the ground but strong arms grab me around the waist lifting me up.

I hear more screams in the house when they leave me standing without even removing the mountain pass. Voices, too many and a countdown starts from the ...

—Five!

I feel someone's hand entwining it with mine and I squeeze hard.

—Four!

I hear stopped applause for a second and then another.

—Three!

More applause joins in a dull sound.

—Two!

Metal against metal.

—What's going on? —Says a female voice.

I start to worry.

—One!

I hold my breath ready to hit anyone, just to get out of this situation that I can't understand. They take the mountain pass from my head and I find myself staring at the eyes of a girl with eyes as wet as water.

There is a line of boys and girls mixed side by side in front of me and I find myself in a line too. He keeps taking off his ski mask on my left and when I see Noah's hand next to me I feel a great relief.

He looks at me incredulously without letting go of my hand when a loud noise resounds through the place.

—It's twelve o'clock and it's time for the Welcome Blackout —announces the same boy from before and I get it— that's us how they do things here, due to previous incidents we had to discard all the other games and we had to keep this one.

—Josh told me that an aunt nearly drowned in the past year —my friend whispers in my ear.

—Haven to say, bastards were saved but without a doubt, they won the best game of the night.— Two Rows! Boy and girl, those who are girl and girl are why their boyfriends appealed not to be with men— that was why Noah was with me, the bastard had the nerve —otherwise, the game begins like this! Shots of corporal tequila! Shit that bland explain it Where is FP ?! Here you are —a boy with glasses stands next to him and begins to explain.

—You have a shot in front of you, the person next to you will have salt on their neck then they drink when the countdown ends and also suck on the lemon that they will have in each one's mouth, and the next person will do the same. —She smirks— points are added from the team that finishes first and they start over until the people who can't hold the alcohol leave, finally they will have to remain six.

—May the best win! —The captain announces.

The hairs on my arms crawl from the adrenaline rush of what we were about to do. They touched my strong point, tequila was my lifeline and without a doubt, I would leave today with a victory on my shoulder.

Josh could have appealed for Noah but he didn't try too hard since on the other side of her was a pretty handsome guy who knew about that

he knew ran in the races, for some reason I couldn't remember his name, everything in my head was small gaps.

The boy kept looking at the bare skin of my friend's dress and she only had eyes for the tip of her heels.

I squeezed her hand to reassure her.

—It'll be fun, Noah, you'll see.

He forced a small smile as we waited for ten glasses to be crenelated in front of us and put salt on our necks.

—Hey, Lexie! —I heard my brother's voice in the background and it made me turn around. I found him on the opposing team with two hot chicks on each side— May the best Anderson win!

He was challenging me, he was doing it and he himself knew what would happen now. It would be a race to the death or to an ethyl coma but to the death gentlemen.

My body had an electric shock when I met Logan's burning eyes and that lopsided grin was holding me, prisoner. He cocked his head as he raised the glass to the edge of his lips, letting the liquid trickle down his throat.

I couldn't help biting my lip just thinking of his tongue running through parts of my body that I couldn't satisfy myself.

I was in the rival team and something in the shape of his eyes told me that he not only challenged me to win this game but something else, something like the pure desire to join parts of our body turning them into one, waves of pleasure and much, lots of exercises.

I gave him a lewd look making it clear what my answer was. I arch my brow, then I couldn't see anymore for the interruption of a long, poisonous tongue running down his neck.

The countdown had already started.

The game began.

Tell me, my expressionless Logan, can you resist the temptation, or will I have to give you a little push?

At that moment I became the seductive woman that I had shown him that night at the bar, the one that she was carried away by desire and she was daring.

The situation excited me as well as scared me, I was not like that. Or maybe yes?

The guy next to me took my hair and pulled back exposing the skin on my neck, slowly licked the salt from there, drank from the shot, and placed the lemon between my teeth to bring his mouth close and suck on it.

I could feel his saliva on my neck and the way he sucked the juice from my mouth made me feel even more turned on.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see how the expressionless one glared at him with fury, opening and closing his fists. I smiled victoriously.

Was he jealous? If that was the case. Fuck! Get ready Logan, because today you are going to know the true meaning of jealousy.

I quickly turned to Noah. She suppressed her smile by biting her lip, but I could see how this situation excited her just as it did me.

I licked the salt off her neck, threw my head back, and was about to grab the lemon when I realized that she had already anticipated.

I approached her seductively and sucked the lemon from her until I got all the juice out of her. I could visualize us and this could get any guy whose fantasy is two hot girls kissing.

I separated from her and when I did I could see my friend truly amused and that concluded that she had forgotten about the idiot of her boyfriend and began to enjoy her birthday.

The body shots continued until they reached the last girl and the second round began.

—Bastards! This is the part I didn't tell you. —evil river— boys ahead.

Before I could figure out what he meant. I saw how the members of the fraternity approached the opposing team, they took them from both sides of the head and I could no longer see since they took me by the head and shook it with force.

Shit swirl, this is getting good.

—The first round was pretty loose but no one folded! —I look at both teams.— Now I do! Let the game begin!

We all started up and I saw how the first of my team began to drink very quickly, hurrying us all.

The guy from before took me hard and while he licked I took the lemon and put it in my mouth. I finished and that gave me a free pass to continue.

I grabbed Noah and she took the lemon. And so.

When he finished he turned to me, we stared at each other before bursting out laughing.

—I think I'm getting drunk! —She screams ecstatically.

—Don't die, I'm not done with you yet! —I'm warning you.

I would make this day unforgettable for her and of course for me.

Logan

The night was just beginning and she couldn't stand the guys glaring at Lexie. Her dress had an air of a bad girl and I did not know how I was wearing, it would go up to her thighs every time she turned towards the cocoon next to her and I had to contain all the self-control of my body and before throwing myself over off the table and give him the beating of his life to the idiot.

I have no fucking ideas why I'm so angry. Bloody Lexie! At what point did this aunt infiltrate my system? All I think about now is her. Against the table, the chair, the wall, and all the unimaginable places in this fucking house. Fuck!

There are only seven of us left on my team, we are on par with the opposing team, and Noah and Liam have already retired. There's just Lexie on the opposite team and the look she gives me over the glass says she's challenging me.

I watch as she grabs another guy to her left by the neck and my eyes shoot to her hands. Is touching her waist possessively, making her bounce. I'd like to yell at her to get my hands off her but I have no right to do so.

How I wish that tongue were up to my neck instead of his. Great now I've earned a hell of a boner.

I decided that I will give her her own medicine so when the girl next to me is going to drink the lemon from my mouth I go ahead to do it myself and plant a hasty kiss, opening her lips with mine to insert her tongue.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see how Lexie has turned red with anger that image only makes me hornier.

She looks so sexy flushed.

—If you play, I play. —Announce so only I can hear it.

She makes me smile. Because that's what she does. She makes him go from wanting to hit someone to being a scumbag with her. Before she gives me time to respond, she turns to her first bud and plants a frenzied kiss. Uncle responds to touch and I feel a twinge of pain in my chest.

Lower his head.

Fuck she's not Chloe ... she's not cheating on me. I'm not even her damn boyfriend.

I look up and can't take my eyes off them. How they are eaten with their mouths. Lexie pulls her leg up and wraps it around his waist and it is the drop that fills the glass.

—Up to here, she's mine.

They part when they hear my voice and Lexie touches her swollen lips.

—We'll see who you're going home with, babe! —I scream so loud that every son of a bitch in this kitchen finds out about her that I'm claiming her as my own.

Lexie.

Shit! He had yelled it out so loud. So possessively and fiercely that if Liam were here, he would have given us both away.

He made his voice reverberate through all parts of my body and I felt butterflies with the look of lust that he shot me, he had no nerve when it came to crossing my body that was now made of pure fire. But neither of them had the head to reason now.

He was claiming me as his own and although I liked my pride he told me that he and I were nothing.

The game went on until it was just him and me. I'd already lost count when I was going for shot eight, right before Noah left and so did my brother. I think I lost sight of her because I could not visualize anyone now only him, the people around us disappeared and there was only us even if it was not like that.

What will happen when we are really alone? I didn't want to imagine him and deep down I wanted him to do everything with me.

The captain approaches.

—So we have to match! Shit girl, what do you have on your stomach?— He asks what I just shrugged my shoulders to since if I opened my mouth I was sure I would vomit.

—How will we decide the winner? —He says to himself— Agh what a bother. Rock paper or scissors and we let them go. Agree?

We nod vehemently as I try not to throw up right here