Night party

SAIGE'S POV 

Nightfall had finally arrived, landing me in TJ's back yard among my peers with a drink in my hand.

Kora hadn't arrived yet so I was going solo until she got here; if I could even last that long. These drinks were going down like water and my head was already buzzing.

I felt someone sit down next to me but I was ignoring them. I was in no mood for anyone's shit tonight.

"Hey, Saige," a guy rasped out next to me.

The hairs stood up on the back of my neck. I knew that voice.

I turned to find none other than Gabe Steel sitting next to me. He graduated last year and has been on the road with his band ever since. I was literally obsessed with this guy for months last year. He was always untouchable to me because he had a girlfriend and he was being a good boy. But the gleam in his eyes and the way he looked at me now, told me he was single and looking to mingle. Game on, Gabe.

"I wanted to come over and say hey. You looked a bit lonely."

I smirked at him. "Well, I'm not lonely anymore, now am I?"

A grin plastered on his lips as his eyes traveled down to mine. "How've you been, Saige?"

"I'm the same, Gabe. I'm still Saige being Saige."

A wicked gleam flashed through his eyes. "Well, does Saige want to dance with me?" He nodded behind us where my eyes followed to find several couples dry humping to the sultry beat coming out of the loudspeakers.

I chuckled, shaking my head. The guy I wanted to dry hump wasn't there, so I might as well. Besides, Gabe was super hot and I finally had the chance to have him after all this time. Would he be worth the wait?

"I guess I'll find out". I thought.

I held out my hand, indicating that I was ready to be led to the dance floor. He grinned and took the bait.

Once we reached the dance floor, Gabe pulled me tightly against him, his hands roaming over my backside.

"A little birdie told me that you were into me."

I laughed, wondering who that little birdie was. Did Kora finally show up? She's the only one who would know about and remember my obsession over Gabe from last year.

"That little birdie remembers a time when I used to be into you. There are new players on the block now," I teased.

He laughed, grinning down at me. "So, you don't want me anymore?" He leaned forward and buried his face in my neck, lightly kissing and sucking my sweet spot.

Arousal spread through my body like wildfire as I shivered in his arms.

"I never said that," I whispered. Even though he was no longer around and I had forgotten about my obsession over him, with him there and being flirty, I knew I could have him if I wanted. And right then, I did.

We were swaying seductively to the beat of the music, grinding and rubbing on each other in all the right places. His half erection pressed into my front and I had to bite my bottom lip to prevent myself from moaning out.

I felt another set of hands on my hips and a warmth consume my backside as I looked over my shoulder and saw my ex, Michael, had joined us. If I had been sober, I probably would have pushed him away; but the alcohol running through my veins kept my brain foggy and my sense of arousal to spike. I loved a good threesome.

We all danced as one, our hands exploring the other as Gabe grabbed my chin and slammed his lips onto mine. Our tongues tasted and teased before he broke the kiss and began kissing down along my jaw. Michael was kissing and teasing the top of my shoulder, tugging at my jacket.

I threw my head back to allow Gabe more space at my neck when my eyes did a quick scan of the area, landing right on Coach Collin. Immediately, I pictured myself grinding on the coach and not on Gabe.

He was talking with TJ and began laughing, his smile reaching his eyes. Then he began looking around and when his eyes landed on me, I watched his smile immediately drop, and an unreadable expression form on his face.

Our eyes stayed connected for what felt like forever, but when he turned and began walking away, I panicked. I shoved at Gabe's chest and stepped out of the male sandwich I was in and let my feet carry me toward the coach.

But, before I could make it very far, Gabe grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

"Where are you going?" He buried his face in my neck again, trying to get me to keep swaying.

"I saw someone I need to talk to," I replied, trying to step out of his grasp.

"Baby, if you want to talk, then let's talk. My truck is right over there." He nibbled my neck and the arousal I had once felt was now absent.

"Um, no thanks, Gabe. I'll see you later." I finally stepped away from him and he let me go, but not before yelling out that I was missing out. Oh, well.

Collin had seemed to disappear into thin air as I continued to look for him. He was actually here, wasn't he? I hope I wasn't just imagining him.

"Saige." My name was rasped by a male voice I had never heard before.

I spun and found a guy in a football jacket that belonged to the next town over. I ignored him and kept looking for Collin, but he jumped in my way.

"I've heard a lot about you."

"Excuse me, but I'm looking for someone." I tried to step around him, but he wasn't having it.

"You've found him." He grinned. "Come on, baby, let me get you a drink." He grabbed my arm but I pulled it back.

"I'm fine!" But I most certainly was not fine. My head began to spin and I felt faint. I drank too much, damn it! I needed to stop when I began to feel it, but I never did.

The guy grabbed my arms and started backing me up until I felt my back hit a tree, trapping me. Memories from my mom's one-night stand flashed through my mind and I began to panic. My breathing became erratic and I tried to push the guy off but he wasn't budging.

"P-please, let me go," I cried, squeezing my eyes closed and hoping I would stop spinning.

His hands slid down to my legs and I couldn't help but think about the creeper in the hallway again, his nasty hands rubbing up my bare thighs. Fear and anxiety filled me until I took a deep breath and screamed.

"Hey, chill out- I've been told you like it rough." He shoved me harder against the tree, shoving my jacket off of my shoulders.

"Stop it!" I cried out, trying to squirm free but now my jacket was holding my arms hostage.

The guy went flying away from me then as my eyes tried to focus on my immediate surroundings. My heart fluttered when I came face to face with Coach Collin.

"She told you to stop! Now get out of here before I call your parents!" Collin yelled, looming over the kid with his fists balled at his sides.

The kid jumped up and ran away as I pulled my jacket back over my shoulders, trying to stay steady.

"Th-thanks, Coach," I giggled out.

"Are you drunk?" Collin asked in a fatherly tone.

"I mean..." I waved around, indicating the party.

He sighed, shaking his head. "Come on, let's get you out of here."

"Mmm... Okay," I purred. My feet were a bit wobbly and I was surprised how fast the alcohol was hitting me. Not even five minutes before I was sandwiched between two guys, dancing like it was nothing. Perhaps all the moving and making my heart race made me drunker.

Collin grabbed my arm and helped me walk toward the fence gate where he continued to guide me toward the street. In just a few moments, I'd be alone with Collin. Damn it, why did I get so drunk?!