Free Chloe by Michelle Horst Page A

isn’t going to be easy. I have to make sure I keep up my GPA or I’ll lose my scholarships. With my mom being a single mother I can’t burden her with student loans. I’m only going to get this one chance and I refuse to screw it up.
    As Jes and I walk around the house, I notice everyone staring at me and whispering.  This is exactly why I hate going to shit like this. People are always judging you, but tonight I’m not going to let it bother me at all. 
    Just as the soon as I finish my thought, Greyson walks in with his younger brother, Hayes and Hayes’ best friend, Talon. My mouth drops open and my eyes widen. 
    Damn it, why does he have to be so freakin’ hot?
    Greyson is wearing a tight black shirt and worn jeans that hang loose on his hips in that sexy way. He looks mouthwatering. I manage to drag my eyes away from him and move them to the two party crashers at his side. Of course Hayes and Talon would crash the senior party. Those two are always looking for trouble. Luckily for them, one glance at their playful faces is all you need to forget what they had done wrong. The three Blevins brothers have always been good looking. Thomas is two years older than Greyson and Hayes is two years younger. I’m actually surprised Thomas isn’t here also. Normally he is always up for a party, I guess he really is taking school seriously. I’d heard through our mutual friends that he was taking his studies even more serious than usual now that he was trying to get into medical school.
    Greyson scans the room slowly before his eyes finally come to rest on me. His gaze locks with mine and he lifts his left eyebrow in appreciation. That’s when I notice he pierced it since graduation.
    And just when I thought he couldn’t get any hotter.
    I watch his eyes slowly leave my face, falling to my chest and waist, then going down my long tanned legs. My legs look extra-long tonight thanks to the heels I’m wearing. His eyes dart back up to my face after what feels like hours, but in reality is probably only a matter of seconds.  The look he gives me has my stomach clenching. 
    Before I know it, his look turns into what appears to be anger before storming away from me. Seconds later I realize why.
    Guy sneaks up behind me and I feel his hot breath whispering in my ear. “Damn Ainsley, you’re killin’ me!”
    I turn around swiftly and grind out between my clenched teeth, “Get away from me. Right. Now.”
    He holds up his hands like he’s giving up, but when his eyes take in the low V in the front of my dress he bites his lower lip and lets out a little moan before looking back at my face. 
    “Ainsley. Baby. We need to talk.”
    I can smell the alcohol on him. Great, he’s already drunk. Just the thought of talking to him makes me sick. I glance around and realize everyone is watching us.
    “No, Guy, we don’t. There is nothing you can say to me that will change my mind about us.”
    He has the nerve to look pissed.
    “I just wanna apologize to you in private. You can do that for me, right?  After all we’ve been through,” he says, trying to use his sweet voice but I can see he’s forcing it.
    I think Jes is just about to give him a few choice words or maybe a kick to the balls, when Greyson shows up at my side. 
    “Hey, mind if we talk for a second?” Greyson asks, his eyes darting between Guy and myself.
    It takes me a minute to register that he’s actually talking to me.
    Asking to be alone with me.
    I look to Jes with wide eyes and she has the nerve to give me that damn smirk. I just want to run from all of it before I realize, this is it.This is the moment I’ve been waiting for. I’m finally going to do what I want to do.
    I look Greyson directly in those swoon worthy eyes.
    “Not at all, but can we take this to a more private place?” I beam.
    He gives me a sheepish smile, nods his head and swings a hand to indicate for me to lead the way.
    Without further hesitation, I turn and head toward the