Kiss List (Book I of the List Series)

Chapter 25 - David Part II

"So explain to me what we're doing here," Lindsey said.

The soccer girls were all assembled in front of me – at least those who were able to slip out of their houses late on a Tuesday night.

"Remember when we had that little kiss competition with Graham?" I asked.

"Oh yes," Sarah said wistfully. "How could one forget?"

"That was amazing," Lindsey agreed. "It was like a dream come true."

"That's right," I said. I avoided looking at Payton. She was glaring at me and I needed to stay positive. If I didn't pitch my proposal well and get the girls excited, this was going to go down very badly. "And how do you think it made Graham feel?"

"I can tell you exactly how it made Graham feel," Morgan said slyly.

I didn't even want to consider what she was talking about. Morgan was not afraid to get dirty. Focus, Sadie. "Graham had an entire team of soccer girls wanting to make out with him. He felt amazing. What guy wouldn't? That's why I asked you to come here tonight. Earlier today Missy James helped a group of Churchill wrestlers kidnap a good friend of mine. The wrestlers humiliated him so now I need your help restoring his confidence. If you all were to want to make out with him, it would make him feel like Graham, like the king of the school."

Payton frowned and opened her mouth as if she was going to protest.

Thankfully, Lindsey spoke first. "Who's the boy?" she asked.

That's what I had counted on. The memory of Graham grabbed the girls' attention, the story of the Churchill wrestlers tugged at the girls' heartstrings and ignited their outrage, and the mystery of the boy's identity captured their curiosity.

I waited a moment, letting their imaginations run wild. Then I said, "David Reagan," letting the words roll off my tongue with relish.

The girls whistled and smiled excitedly. David might not have Graham's popularity but everyone liked him. The girls certainly liked his body.

"That sounds good to me," Jenny said. "As long as I can do more than just kiss him. That tight singlet has been teasing me for years. I'd really like to see what's under it."

"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Alyssa asked. "This doesn't seem like something David will go for."

"Right, 'cause boys hate when girls hookup with them," Lindsey said.

"That's not been my experience," Darcy said.

"We just can't make it seem like we're doing him a favor," I said. "David is bashful and shy. He'll only agree to this if he thinks he's the one doing us the favor."

"Leave it to me," Lindsey said. "I know just what to say."

David's eyes showed sheer terror when all of us girls walked up to him and looked at him. I prayed Lindsey could pull this off. If not, David might be emotionally scarred for life.

Lindsey sauntered up to David in the sexiest walk I had ever seen her do. She pulled the duct tape off his mouth carefully. He opened his mouth – probably to yell at me – but Lindsey put a finger on his lips to silence him.

"Just listen to me for a moment, sweetie," she said in a sultry voice. "The girls and I were talking and, you see, we have this problem. We realized that you are the nicest guy we know so we were wondering if you could maybe help us out. Well, actually, maybe just forget it, I feel stupid even asking."

"Wha... What is it?" David asked uncertainly. The poor boy didn't know what else to say and he was too nice to refuse girls in need. Lindsey had played him perfectly.