He hadn’t had sex with Sasha? Wow, we must be the last two women on the face of the Earth. “Well, you should get back to Sasha. I will get back to the creep.”

He sighed and tipped his head back. With his hair falling back from his face like that, he looked like an angel staring up at the heavens.

All right. Quite possibly I was really drunk.

“Why don’t you come over and sit with me?” He tugged me closer, and for a moment I stopped trying getting away. My thighs bounced off his legs, and I was staring at his chest again. Unfortunately, he was wearing his hoodie.

I leaned in, pressing my cheek against his chest. He smelled amazing. I closed my eyes and breathed him in.

Kyler chuckled softly. “How much did you drink, baby?”

“I don’t know,” I mumbled. “A couple.”

He let go of my arm and dropped his over my shoulders. “What were you taking shots of?”

“Tequila.” I sighed.

He let out a surprised laugh. “Ta-kill-ya? Oh, shit.”

I giggled. “It’s not that bad. Kind of burned, but ya know, now I don’t feel anything at all.”

Kyler laughed again. “I bet you don’t.”

“Mmm…”

He got a hand between his chest and my face, placing his fingers on the tip of my chin. He lifted my head up. “Are you going to come back and sit with Sasha and me?”

I jerked away and stumbled back a step. He had me right up until the whole “Sasha and me” bit. Disappointment seeped in, threatening to kill my buzz. I knew I shouldn’t feel bad—or feel anything at all—but I did.

“I’m going to dance some more. See ya.”

Kyler’s atrocity of curse words were lost in the pounding of my heart. As soon as I exited the hallway, Zach was there, grabbing my hand. “I thought you’d gotten lost.”

“Nah,” I said, letting him pull me toward the dance floor. “I was—”

An arm snaked around my waist, pulling me to a stop. For the first time in my life I was literally stuck between two boys. Huh. And here I thought it would be more fun than this.

“Hey now.” Kyler’s breath stirred the hair around my temple. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Good question.

Zach turned around, frowning when he saw Kyler. “And I was having such a good night. What do you think you’re doing?”

“It’s not really any of your business.” Kyler’s arm tightened around my waist.

Oh dear…

Zach’s grip was firm. “Well, nice to see you again, but we’re about to go dancing.”

“I think she needs to sit down.” Kyler stepped around, so that he partially blocked me. “All right?”

Indignation rose. “I don’t need to sit down.”