went to school with to
Judd. She seemed to really like him and he was over the moon for
her. One night we were all hanging out, and she and Judd went off
to make-out. Well, in the meantime, I guess she, Dustin, and
Brandon had cooked up this situation to embarrass Judd. I figured
it out and ran to get Judd but it was too late. They had already
busted some windows and spray painted some shit. Judd was just
standing there. He had
tried
to talk them into stopping, but they did exactly what they’d
planned and ran off, leaving him to get the blame. I told him to
get the hell out of there. He ran off and before I could leave, the
cops showed up. I got sent to juvenile detention for the summer.
Judd felt bad that I got the blame. Dustin and Brandon laughed
about it. When I came back to town, their parents had told them I
was a bad influence and they couldn’t hang out with me anymore.
Dustin’s mom even said that maybe if my mom had been alive, she
would have raised me right.” He shakes his head. “My dad believed
us when we told him what really happened, but that didn’t really do
any good. So see? I do know what it’s like to deal with those two
and their parents.”
I put my hand on his. “I’m sorry
Ryder. Who was the girl?”
“A girl named Kelsie
Carlisle.” My mouth falls open. “Do you know her?”
“Until recently, she was one of my
closest friends. I met her and Annabelle when I was working
downtown at a clothing store.”
“What did she do?” Hmm, that’s a loaded question . He was honest with me, though, so I take a deep
breath.
“I’ve only told my mom, Gable, and
Annabelle this.”
He leans back against a shelf.
“Shoot.”
I launch into the story and, after I
finish, he laughs. “What the hell? You laugh at my
story?”
“I mean, my thoughts were always right
on those guys. I can’t believe...” He has to stop because he’s
laughing again. “So you walked in on that? Did they even offer an
explanation?” He puts his hands up. “I really am sorry for what
happened to you, but you have to realize how funny this all
sounds.”
I can’t help but laugh, too. “No
explanation. I told you Brandon asked me to join. Kelsie was crying
and Dustin chased after me. Well, until I took that axe handle to
his car. Then the three of them started screaming.”
“I really hate you had to
go through all of that, but I have to say, it sounds like something
straight off of Cops . Were y’all saying stuff like, ‘He took my cigarettes’ or
‘But I love him?’ Did anyone have curlers in their
hair?”
“Um, they really didn’t have much on
to start with. So no. No curlers.” I look out the small window on
the side of the building. “Damn, it’s really coming down out
there.”
Ryder stands up behind me. “Shit,
yeah. I may have to call someone to bring me my jeep so we can go
home.”
My heart races as I
realize how close we are to each other. The nerves in the pit of my
stomach flutter and ache, all at the same time.
“Why? I think we are fine right
here.”
He cocks an eyebrow and leans into me,
pushing my back to the wall next to the window. “Oh, really. You
think we are fine here?”
“Yeah, unless you’re scared there
might be a ghost or something.”
He places his lips on mine, nipping at
my bottom lip and getting me to open and give his tongue access.
His hands slide down under my ass. “I don’t think ghosts are what
we should be worried about.”
I smile against his lips. “Oh really?
What should I be worried about?”
“I’m really trying to be a standup guy
when it comes to you. But I don’t know how much I can control
myself. When I’m around you, I feel this overwhelming sensation to
wrap you up and own you,” he says.
“Maybe I don’t want you to
stop.”
He lets out a groan. “Shit, Scarlet.
You can’t say things like that.”
I