Inevitable (Book One)

Chapter 31

Lyla

We walk into the frat house and the party is already in full swing. I am still reeling from my bedroom visit with Shawn earlier. He has his arm wrapped around my waist as we navigate through the crowd towards the kitchen to get drinks. We reach the kitchen and Shawn lets go of me as he moves to the keg and fills two cups, handing one to me once it's full. Megan, Max, and Austin tagged along with us and get their own drinks from the keg. Megan holds hers up signaling us all for a cheers and be bump the plastic together. I know I am already pretty buzzed and the beer tastes good when it hits my lips.

"Hey look beer pong," Austin says as he gestures over to the next room where there's a beer pong table setup. "Lyla, you want to defend our title?" I feel Shawn's arm move back around me again, pulling me into his side. I glance up at him and he is shooting daggers at Austin who seems oblivious as he waits for my response.

"We should do girls versus boy," I suggest hoping this will be a happy middle for everyone and Megan nods as we start to move into the room with the table. Shawn gently grabs my arm stopping me as he pulls me back.

"I don't like that guy," he says as he eyes Austin walking away.

"He's harmless," I try to assure him as I rub his arms.

"He's been checking you out all night," he responds with jealousy as I see his jaw clench and he continues eyeing Austin.

"Hey," I say as I reach up and cup his face gently with my hands and pull it downward forcing his eyes to meet mine. "I want you. I'm yours, remember?" I recall the declaration from earlier and I see his eyes soften as he nods at me and I take his hand leading him into the room. Megan is already waiting for me and Max and Austin are at the other end. Shawn finds a spot leaning against the wall and watches us play. After a few shots back and forth, Megan and I end up winning the game.

"I'm retiring at the top," I announce before anyone can suggest another rematch. I move over to Shawn who's still leaning against the wall. "Want to dance?" I ask him and he nods eagerly back at me. I grab his hand and start to pull him out of the room. "We're going to go dance!" I shout to everyone as I drag Shawn towards the crowded dance floor.

We push our way into the crowd and I turn and face Shawn draping my hands around his neck as his hands go to my waist, his thumbs brushing my exposed skin above my waistband. My skin tingles where his fingertips trail. We start to move to the beat. I can feel myself start to heat up as we move together. I run my hands over every inch of his body, freely exploring. It feels so natural being in his arms, our bodies moving together, responding to one another without a thought. A few songs later we are both sweating a decent amount.

Shawn whispers down into my ear, "Want to go grab another drink?" I nod up at him as he takes my hand and leads us back to the kitchen. We make it to the kitchen and there are a few guys in there pouring tequila shots.

"Nolton!" One of them shouts out. "You have to do a shot with us!" His words are slurred and they pair well with his bloodshot eyes. Shawn looks at me raising an eyebrow and I nod and shrug as we move to the counter to join for a shot.

"Damn officer, you can use those handcuffs on me," one of the other guys at the counter comments as he eyes me up and down making my skin crawl. Before I can process what is happening, Shawn is shoving the guy in the chest and he stumbles backward and his back slams into the fridge.

"What the fuck man?!" The guys shouts angrily as he stables himself and looks at Shawn. The look Shawn gives him shuts him up immediately as the guy holds his hands up in front of him then backs out of the room leaving.