Genre: New Adult contemporary romance (UK setting)
Cass is seventeen and never been kissed, let alone touched, when two boys become interested in her. Flynn is the older brother of her best friend, yet Cass has never considered him as anything other than that. Rob is the school sports star and becomes obsessed with Cass when he loses a bet because of her. As the relationship between Cass and Flynn develops, Rob’s interest becomes increasingly malevolent. One night changes Cass’s life and threatens to destroy her relationship with Flynn, as well as her future.
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When I arrived at Neve’s house for her parents’ party, I felt strangely nervous. This would be the first time I had seen Flynn since he dropped me off and, other than a few flirty texts, we hadn’t had any other contact.
Getting ready at home, I had felt like I was preparing for a date with him, which was absurd as I knew he was going out for the evening with Jake. The deep red top I had bought on impulse when I went shopping with Neve looked great with my black jeans. I had managed to twist my hair into beach waves and, other than opting for a little more eyeliner than usual, I kept my make-up light. My new-found confidence added an invisible glow which made me focus on what I liked when I looked in the mirror, rather than concentrating on the bits I wanted to change.
Neve had also made an effort: her new jeans were topped off with a glittery off-one-shoulder top and she had a plait snaking across her hairline before it fell into loose curls. She looked like she should be on the pages of a magazine, but instead was opening the door and squealing my name. After dropping my overnight bag in her room, we went to the kitchen where there was a makeshift bar and array of snacks on the breakfast bar. We perched on a couple of the stools, knowing that most of the people in the lounge would be too old to be that interesting. The loud music we could hear in there was certainly from way before our time.
Before we had finished our first drink, a hand brushed against my lower back and I felt that familiar tingle start. I turned my head just as Flynn was lowering his to kiss the back of my neck and our heads bumped into one another. Rubbing his forehead, Flynn opted for a smile instead.
“Hi.” I felt strangely shy and very conscious of Neve sat across from me.
“Hi, Cass. Long time, no see.” Flynn was wearing a white tee shirt under a black jacket, along with his usual jeans and boots. His hair was casually messed into the sort of style favoured by bands like One Direction. I knew he would be offended by the comparison but he looked fantastic to me. He opened a bottle of beer and started drinking. I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the way his mouth curled around the top of the bottle, thinking of how wonderful his mouth felt on mine. I almost lost it when his tongue peeped out to lick a droplet from his lip after he had lowered the bottle. Obsessed, moi?
“Where are you going tonight?” Neve filled the silence, possibly sensing that I had lost the ability to speak.
“A group of us have got tickets for the Tree House. There’s a couple of decent bands playing and it includes an open bar,” he said, checking the time on his phone. “I better get going. I’ve got to be at Jake’s in ten minutes.” He took another swig, put the bottle down, gave us a smile and, after popping in to say goodbye to his parents, left.
No kiss, no hug, nothing. I tried not to let Neve see that I was disappointed by his departure and picked up my drink to give myself something to focus on.
“I bet he’ll be wasted tonight. Wonder if he will even make it back from Jake’s?” I murmured agreement but Neve’s comment just made me feel even more deflated. As I took a long gulp of my drink, I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket.
Flynn: You look hot tonight 😉
Me: Thanks. You left quick
Flynn: Had to leave or else I would have dragged you upstairs and done naughty things to you 😉
Me: *doesn’t know what to say* x
Flynn: Just say yes 😉
Me: lol Are you coming back home tonight?
Flynn: Yes. Not until late though. Will you be up? x
Me: Text me when you get in and we’ll see x
Flynn: OK. Don’t get too drunk! x
Me: You too! xx