I turned around. There stood a tall, muscular guy with straight dark brown hair that came just above his grass green eyes. He raised one eyebrow.
"Yeah, sure." I said and was surprised it came out clear. The song changed to 'Drunk on youand high on summertime' by Luke Bryan. We started to two-step. He was a really good dancer. He gave me a smile then, started to sing. He sounded just as good a Luke Bryan himself.
"You're a good singer." I said smiling up at him. He was a seven inches taller than me.
"Thanks. I'm a pretty good football player, too." He had a beautiful smile. I can't believe I'm dancing with a football player!
"Oh, really? What position?" I only knew two positions, quarterback ad kicker.
"Yeah, I'm the quarterback." He smiled. Damn!
"A quarterback dancing with a girl who isn't a cheerleader?"
"You're too pretty to be a cheerleader." He's diffiantly a smooth talker.
"Thanks." I smiled and blushed.
"So, what's your name?" We were still two-stepping eve though the song had changed a few times.
"Lorra, what's yours?"
"Ryder, Ryder Hunt."
"How old are you, Ryder?"
"I'm 16, what about you?"
"I'm 14."
"Cool. Come with me." He took my hand and led my through the crowd. He led me to the kitchen.
"Here, hop up." He said smiling. He helped me onto the counter. I smiled back.
"You're beautiful." He said then, started kissing me. It felt good to be kissed. His lips were rough and soft at the same time. He nibbled my bottom lip, asking for it to open. I don't know why, but I opened my mouth. His tongue came roaming over mine. His hands were on my hips but I didn' notice until he slid my legs apart. I hesitated. He moved between them and put his hands back on my hips. His tongue licked the roof of my mouth which brought me back to the kissing. I put my hands in his hair as we kissed longer. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He took me by the waist and picked me up. I didn't notice we were moving until I heard him kick a door open. My eyes went wide as I seen that he was taking me to a bed.
"No, no, no." I said pushing against his chest. He smiled then, let us drop onto the bed. He caught himself with his hands before he could land on top of me.
"I said no! Now get the fuck off of me!" I screamed and tried to get him off of me. He was too strong. He started kissing me. I pushed his face away.
"Hard to get, I like it that way." He smirked and kissed me again.
"Get your fucking hands off of me!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He didn't listen and continued to kiss me.
"She said to get off of her!" A voice that sounded just like Ryder's but not as husky. Then, Ryder was rolled off of me and he landed on his back on the floor. I looked to see who did it and saw a younger version of Ryder. He wasn't as tall or muscular. He had the same brown hair but a little longer and forest green eyes.
"Here, let me help you." He offered his hand to me. I took it and he helped me out of the room and into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry about Ryder. I'm Ryan." He ran his hand through his hair.
"It's ok. Thanks for helping me. I'm Lorra." I couldn't stop looking into his beautiful eyes.
"No problem. I don't know what my brother's problem is."
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