Free Fallen Crest Alternative Version by Tijan

similar knowing smirks, but Ethan glanced around. His eyes narrowed when he saw me, but he asked Mason, “I heard Nate finally got here. Where is he?”
    Mason jerked towards the woods. Strauss grunted, “Parker.”
    “Ah.” Ethan nodded and finished the rest of his beer.
    A small grin grew on Mason’s face as Ethan continued to finish the rest of his beer. He asked then, “We set up for tomorrow night?”
    “Fuck yeah.” Ethan’s snarl was illuminated by the bonfire’s light. It flashed over his face and sent chills down my back. “Roussou won’t know what hit ‘em.”
    The guys cheered to that.
    Mason nodded and held me tighter against him. I sensed he’d heard whatever he needed to hear and was now done with the group. I was right when he lifted me in the air. I gasped on a laugh and wound my legs around his waist. His hands held me up by my ass. They flexed into my cheeks as he grunted when he came in full contact against me.
    When he turned and started to leave, Ethan yelled out, “A couple of those daisy farts are here.”
    Mason pivoted around and hollered back, “Don’t touch ‘em.”
    I heard a growl behind us.
    “That’s an order, Fischer.” Mason was stern.
    The growl grew, but I felt Mason starting to laugh against my chest and grinned into his neck. “Where are we going?”
    “Where do you think?” His voice dropped to a knowing promise and my legs tightened in response. He groaned again but clasped me tighter against him. I felt him harden and kissed the side of his neck.
    “Sam!”
    He cursed under his breath, and I closed my eyes.
    “Heya, Sam!”
    I pressed my forehead against him for a moment and panted. I needed to get control of myself.
    “Seriously?”
    I heard his question and nodded.
    He groaned as he swung me down but pulled my back tight against him. He started to grind against me, but it was slow. It was slow enough so that others wouldn’t notice, at first.
    Becky had a silly grin on her face as she hurried over. She was panting with a beer in hand. “Hey!” She bent over and gasped for breath. “I saw you all the way across the clearing. Where’d you go? Hiya, Mason.”
    He looked away.
    She continued to pant. “Mark and Adam saw Logan grab some girl. He took off in the woods.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “We all know what they’re doing.” Then her smile slipped a bit. “Adam got all pissed. I think he’s hitting on some girls around here.”
    I frowned at her. “Where’s Mark?”
    “Hitting on them with Adam.”
    “They left you alone?” My tone cooled.
    She waved her hand. “Oh no. That’s okay. I mean, I get it. I’d do it too, you know, if I was a guy and… Yeah. I’m okay. Where are you guys going?”
    Mason tipped his head back. A quiet groan escaped his lips as they pressed tight.
    I elbowed him in the gut. “We were coming to look for you.”
    “You were?” Her eyes lit up.
    “Yeah.” I started to pull away from Mason, whose hand lingered on my waist. His thumb slipped inside of my jeans and rubbed up and down. I glanced over my shoulder and his jaw tightened. He saw the apology and hauled me back for a moment. His mouth was hot against my ear. “Tonight.”
    I nodded, my throat was thick.
    His finger dipped low for a moment.
    My eyes went wide at the touch, but I cleared my throat. “I’ll see you later.”
    He flashed me a look before he turned towards the bonfires again. I shivered from the promise in it. He had plans and my legs were a bit wobbly in anticipation.
    And then Becky plopped down on a log behind us. She sipped her beer. “Man, this is great. This is what high school is supposed to be about.”
    “Uh, yeah.” I took in the sight before us. Drunk girls teetered on their feet. Most of them were half dressed and surrounded by guys. Most of the guys were half-undressed as well.
    “Sam?”
    I glanced over with a welcoming smile. Logan was returning from the woods. He held hands with a skinny blonde, who staggered away to