“Come on Bree, let’s
go!" Zoe hollered up the steps.
“Coming!” I
screamed back down.
I sprinted down the
steps, slamming the front door behind me.
“Jake
totally has a thing for you again, Bree.” Jaycie
winked at me as we crossed the street to jakes
house.
“Oh
whatever.” I rolled my eyes
sarcastically.
“She’s
right Bree, that was not just a friendly hug.
That was an ‘I want to get in your pants’ kind
of hug.” Zoe added.
“Zoe!” I
giggled, playfully punching her arm.
“Well, it
was!” She said defensively.
“Knock
Knock.” Zoe said, walking into Jake’s
house without actually knocking.
“I think I
finally understand why parent’s like you so
much.” I teased her as we made our way
downstairs.
“No one answered
the door, so we just came in.” Zoe told Jake, as she
made herself comfortable in the corner of the
sofa.
“Yeah, or you
just didn’t knock.” I mumbled under my breath,
shooting her an accusing look.
“Yeah, that
too.” She said, shoving a few chips in her
mouth.
“So, what do you
guys want to do?” Noah asked. “I mean, it
has to be something crazy, this is Bree’s first time
home in 2 years.”
“How about we go
egg that house down the street. You know, the red
one?” Ryan suggested.
“I said crazy,
not illegal.” Noah said, wrapping his arms around
Jaycie.
“How about
we play spin the bottle?” Zoe offered.
“Fine.” Noah
agreed. “But we have to do something better
later.”
“I’ll go
get the bottle.” I said, standing up.
“Are you sure you
remember where it’s at? I could help
you.” Jake offered.
“I think
I’ll be fine.” I smiled slightly, walking up
the stairs to the kitchen.
I searched through the
kitchen cabinets for an empty wine bottle.
Usually, Jake kept it
above the fridge, but he must’ve moved it, because it
wasn’t there anymore.
As I turned to look
underneath the microwave, I felt myself press against Jakes
warm chest.
It was only after that,
that I realized we were falling to the floor.
“Oh my gosh,
I’m so sorry!” I blurted.
“Bree, it’s
fine.” He smiled, helping us both up from the
floor.
I felt his breath brush
against my cheek as I stood up.
We were standing a lot
closer than I had thought.
His piercing brown eyes
stared into mine, and I realized my hands were still
gripping his arms from the fall.
As he leaned into kiss
me, I pulled away, knowing that I couldn’t give him
what he wanted.
Not yet,
anyways.
“We should
probably get back downstairs.” I muttered, pushing a
few strands of hair out of my face.
“Y-yeah.”
He stuttered, snapping back into reality and grabbing an
empty bottle off of a shelf.
Pulling in Jake was
going to be a lot easier than I had planned.
Sure, maybe he was a
different person than he was two years ago.
It didn’t matter
though, I was going to teach him a lesson.
I was going to teach
him that when you play with fire, you get
burned.
Not only that, but I
was going to teach the
player,
How to play the
game.
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