Crazy For You by Alexander, S.B. (love story novels in english TXT) 📗

I snarled. The last person who needed to hear that was Amanda fucking Gelling.

“You did not screw him.” Her glossy, ice-blue eyes were swimming in anger.

Mia popped up and pushed her chest into Amanda’s. “What if she did?”

“I’m dating him,” she said, not backing down.

“Did you screw him?” Georgia asked.

I didn’t want to hear Amanda’s answer. I would’ve bet my life she had.

“Five times this week,” she said as sure as the moon was high in the night sky.

I cringed, gripping the hell out of my cup.

“So is he huge?” Mia asked as though she was talking about the damn weather.

Amanda got in Mia’s face. “Bigger than Grady, and I should know. Stay away from Colton if you know what’s good for you.”

Mia flipped her dark hair over her shoulder, ready to brawl. “Oh, I will. And I doubt anyone has a larger cock than Grady.”

I spit up my drink. Georgia snorted, doing the same.

Mia and Amanda were about to tear each other’s hair out until Colton of all people walked up, towering over us.

I knocked back the half cup of vodka, afraid to look at him. Even at school, when I’d seen him at lunch, I turned away. I was relieved he hadn’t shown up at my house with my skateboard yet.

Amanda hooked her arm around Colton’s. “There you are. These ladies want to know how big your penis is.”

I shrank in my seat. My cheeks felt like they were on fire.

Colton glowered, those brown peepers penetrating me like sharp daggers.

Great. Now he must think I’m a loser. I stood and the beach tilted.

Amanda laughed, a sound that grated on my last nerve. “Lawson, can’t handle your liquor?”

The need to kill sat heavily inside me, and I started for her before listing to one side. Damn alcohol.

Georgia came to my rescue, almost falling in the process and laughing the entire way.

I held up one hand, holding my cup in the other. “I’m fine.” I was buzzing for sure, but I wasn’t so drunk that I didn’t know what I was doing, at least not yet.

Colton watched me intently as Amanda pressed her tits against his arm.

It was time to get the hell out of Dodge. I didn’t want to witness Amanda fawning over Colton like a horse in heat. Otherwise, the way I was feeling, powerful and free, my fist might land in her face. I wasn’t ready to show Colton how jealous I was. I wasn’t ready to make an ass out of myself, either. I was there to have a good time, not cause trouble.

I skirted my chair, digging my sandal-covered feet in the soft sand. I was about to breeze by Amanda when she stuck out her foot. My cup flew out of my hand as I landed face-first in the sand.

Laughter ensued from all around.

Georgia helped me up. “Don’t engage.”

I spit out sand as Georgia cleaned the rest off of me. When I finally managed to get most of the tiny pebbles out of my mouth, I spun around inelegantly. Once I had my bearings, I pushed Amanda, unleashing all my pent-up anger and jealousy on her.

She fell with an oomph, her face twisting with fury.

I flared my nostrils. “Try that again and I’ll toss you in the ocean.” So much for not causing trouble.

Before she climbed to her feet, Colton stepped in front of me, raising his hands and shaking his head.

I laughed at him before I sneered. “Get out of my way.”

“Yeah,” Georgia said.

Grady hurried over like security ready to break up the brawl—or maybe add fuel to the fire, given the grin he wore. “Lawson, what happened to you?” Then he busted out laughing. “There’s a crab crawling in your hair.”

I snapped at Grady like an alligator chomping on its victim. I could feel the critter tickling my head, but I wasn’t afraid of a sand crab.

Mia plucked the energetic crustacean out of my hair. “There. All gone.”

I craned my neck up at Colton. “Get out of my way.” I wasn’t sure if he was protecting Amanda or me. My guess was Amanda, and that only made my stomach churn.

Amanda poked her head around Colton. “You’ll never get your hands on him.”

“Good. I don’t want him, anyway.” Liar. Liar. Liar.

No fucking reaction from Colton. Not one ounce of emotion on his face.

It figured. I wanted to scream. He’d had that same look when I saw him leaning against his truck, staring up at my window. It was unnerving and downright irritating. At least with someone like Grady, I could see when I pissed him off and knew how to prepare.

Whatever. Carefully, I did another turn on my heel, hoping I didn’t fall and make an ass out of myself. That ship has sailed, girl.

Georgia hooked her arm in mine before she tossed a look over her shoulder. “Colton is burning a hole in your back.”

“Let him.” For the moment, I didn’t care. However, when Monday rolled around, I was sure I would be the brunt of the rumor mill at school, and Colton would look at me like a pathetic, foolish girl.

Mia came up to my other side, handing me the vodka. “Your performance deserves a toast.”

I busted out laughing, taking the bottle from her. “Let’s dance.” I wanted to forget the incident, forget Colton, forget that Amanda was sleeping with Colton, and forget how jealous I was of her for that.

The three of us joined a group of girls who were dancing and letting loose.

“We Are Love” by Don Diablo belted out of the speakers.

As we passed around the vodka, my muscles began to loosen. I didn’t know what the next day would bring, so it was time to enjoy myself.

12

I jolted upright, my head spinning like a merry-go-round on steroids. I grabbed my temples, wincing and moaning.

Where the heck am I? I blinked several times to orient myself. The opulent room with light-blue walls, expensive watercolor art, and luxurious furniture was definitely not my room.

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