I haven't been this embarrassed since my talent show. I wasn't sure what was about to happen, in my mind I'm hoping I would have said 'back up jack' but if I'm being honest with myself… never mind I'm going to lie to myself. Charlie is here, how in the world do people keep coming in? Why do they keep coming in? It is clearly past the hours of operation, the open sign is not plugged in, and yet here are 2 men who just waltz in like they own the place. I'd like to move from this embarrassing position but yet again I'm frozen in place and I can't seem to pick up my feet. They're like hundred pound weights. I'm still trapped in his arms, his hand is still holding mine as we grasp the spoon and his chest is centimeters away from my back. "Hey cousin, what happened to the football game?" Lucas all but hisses at him. He's clearly not happy his cousin is here.

"It's a little past 10 now. I was driving to the party and saw Riley's car, then yours." For whatever reason I'm brought back to reality and I immediately pull my hand off the spoon.

I give him a small smile and glance at Lucas. "Keep stirring." I demand in an effort to make this less awkward. "H-how did you get in?"

"I knocked actually several times, but when no one came I opened the door and it was unlocked." Me and that lock are going to go round and round before this evening is through.

Lucas laughs effectively diverting our attention to him, "You unlocked it when I was chasing you." And that's when I remember my desperate attempts to escape him in his flour filled rage. His soft eyes flicker towards Charlie and they instantly turn to a glare. "What are you doing here?"

"Nice to see you too." He jokes and takes a few more steps inside, "Where there's a Riley there's bound to be a Lucas Friar waiting to pull a prank on her."

Since when did he care so much? It isn't like he did anything to help all those years ago. He didn't laugh, but to quote Janice Ian from Mean Girls 'there are two types of evil people in this world. People who do evil and people who see evil stuff being done and do nothing to stop it'. I wouldn't consider Charlie 'evil' but he was definitely part of the problem, along with half the school. But I never really got mad, people thought Lucas would get mad and use them as a new victim. Why must I be so nice? I wave it off and start laughing, "He hasn't pranked me since the whole Jell-O tossing in the pool thing."

"Ah sweet cheeks." He scolds, "You're forgetting a few days ago when you wore those clothes that you 'think' made you look like a 'hussy'. Which it didn't." I shiver at the memory of his hands holding my hips tightly. "You have to give me some credit. I consider that a prank since I've been slacking as of late."

And that makes me petrified, 'I've been slacking as of late'. Does that mean he's going to stop slacking and pick up on his game? And my defensive side is back ladies and gentleman. "If I throw a stick will you go away?"

"Probably but like the dog I am I'll come running right back sweet cheeks. I'm loyal like that."

Growl. I'm growling. "Your name is going back to arch nemesis in my phone."

He chuckles and his green eyes brighten with mischief, "What did you change it to?" I finish adding the 'arch' into his contact name and give him a smug look.

"Nemesis."

Yes I am truly believing that what I'm saying is insulting him. He's basically telling me that he's going to quit slacking and he will always bother me because he's 'loyal'. Barf. "Everyone out!" I announce and take the fudge away from my 'arch nemesis'. "It's been good fun but I have to scream and regain my sanity." I start to push against Lucas' back in a feeble attempt to get him out of my sight.

"I was here first, make Charlie leave." He huffs like the child he is.

"I came to check on her." Charlie defends himself, I almost forgot he was here while Lucas and I did our usual go between.

"She's fine! I'd never hurt her!" He growls and takes a few steps forward on his own towards his cousin.

"As the past years have so amply demonstrated."

A pair of cerulean eyes find their way to me as they have a standoff in the middle of the bakery's kitchen. I need to split them up, from the way Lucas' shoulders are rising up and down it is evident he's about to lose his cool. I step in between both of them and press my hands against their chest, one is significantly more muscular than the other. One guess as to whose is bigger? Okay, now is not the time to make jokes to myself. The answer's Lucas. Okay seriously I have to focus, "I don't really understand why you two despise one another's presence but let me make something perfectly clear you will not do whatever you are wanting to do in my mother's bakery." I make sure I shift my focus between the two. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that at all but I can't control either of you."

"No problem Riley." I give Charlie an appreciative smile and hesitantly look at the man on my right.

His darkened eyes already have me in their grasp and I seem to have lost my breath. "Of course sweet cheeks." And now they're back to their sparkly emerald color.

"Thank you." I turn towards the most recent and uninvited guest and fidget with my hands, "It may be best if you go ahead and go to the party." He opens his mouth to protest but I continue before he utters a syllable, "You came to see if I was okay and I am. I promise, however with Lucas' confession of his 'slacking' I will definitely be more aware." I quip and begin to head towards the front door in hopes he'll follow me and he does.

EUREKA!

"Just call me if you need me." He whispers but the grunt from behind me makes me aware that Lucas heard. "Night Riley."

"Night Charlie." I shut the door behind him and lock it. "What am I going to do with you?" My voice steadily rises as I finish off my sentence and throw my heated glare towards him. "Why do you two loathe one another so much?!"

He crosses his arms defensively, "You'll find out one day. What the hell do you see in him anyways?"

I furrow my brows, and I'm going to hit him where it hurts. "Oh I don't know maybe because he didn't prank me just to get laughs." I toss up my arms and he slightly flinches with my words. Ugh, why did I do that? I quickly change the subject, I don't want to make him mad… or sad. "My feelings for Charlie are- they have nothing to do with this situation." I snap and trudge towards him, "He's family and whatever you two have against one another that makes it impossible for you to be in the same room isn't worth it."

I look up at him. He looks down at me. Meadow green to chocolate brown. "Trust me. It is." He whispers in all seriousness, practically daring me to argue with him.

And I don't.

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"NOPE! Nopity nope nope!" I retort and put it back in my drawer only for it to be back in my hands seconds later.

So in case you are wondering what's happening, Maya's trying to force me into a strapless swimsuit. "Why not?!"

Do I honestly have to spell it out for her, "We are going 'cliff diving'! Do you honestly think that I should wear something that could potentially cause me to flash my uncle and arch nemesis while I'm screaming my head off?"

My best friend was in my bed when I woke up this morning. I'm assuming she broke in through my bay window, I don't mind. But boy was she pissed at me when I told her there would be no fudge. By the time I separated the boys and finished my conversation with Lucas the mixture was too hard for me to lay it out so they could be cut in pretty little squares. Basically I have a big old fudge ball! It's still edible but Maya's picky. "Odds of you jumping?"

"Slim to none, or less than zero but I'm preparing for the worst case scenario." I snap, "Lucas said he was slacking in his pranking and that terrifies me more than I care to admit and will never admit when he's around." She tosses her hands up in the air as if saying 'whatever you paranoid freak' and digs some more in my drawers and pulls out the dreaded tags. My mom bought me that last year and I have yet to wear it.

Why? Because it is from Victoria's Secret and I don't want to know her secret. "Here we are." I must admit it is an adorable bathing suit. The top is a mixture of pinks, blue, and white tribal patterns that looks like a halter. The bottoms have ruffles on the hem and are a light sky blue. "This will make your boobs look good and the ruffles on the edges of the bottoms will make your booty pop!"

I glare and move to the side to find my go to swim suit. Simple black one piece but once it is ripped out of my hands I'm slapped with it. "HEY!"

"Do not hey me! You have a body now damn it, it is your senior year and you need to show off a little bit for once in your life." So what does my over dramatic and 'act first think later' best friend decide to do as she trudges towards my desk? "Now you can't wear it!" She cut the swimsuit in half, I should have stopped her and I truly meant to but I was in a state of awe at what she was doing. "You have worn this same swim suit since you lost your baby fat over the summer going into sophomore year, trust me peaches I'm doing you a freaking favor."

"You- you cut it." I whine and slowly slump to the floor.

"Yes I did, and I will pay you back one day." No she won't. "Now wear this bikini and put on this cover up along with some waterproof mascara and let's go the guys are in the living room." The guys, ugh. 'The guys'. Ugh. She makes it sounds like we're all best buddies, we are not! Just because we are somewhat being nice to one another does not mean we can group Lucas together with Farkle and Josh. I put on the swimsuit and the cover up after fishtail braiding my hair, wasting no time seeing as we were planning to leave 30 minutes ago. I push my flip flops on and snatch my shades along with my trucker hat on my way out of the room where I could hear Maya's laughter.

I sauntered down the hallway and even though I was wearing a cover up I was completely exposed underneath and it caused my damn cheeks to tinge pink. They all rose from the couch at the sounds of my flip flops flopping on the hardwood and the first pair of eyes I meet are of course Lucas Friar's. His sky blue swimming trunks made his naturally tan skin look tanner while I look whiter than a ghost. I could glow in the dark for goodness sakes. He had a black tee shirt on and his hair wasn't styled again, knowing it would be ruined after the first 5 minutes. "We're taking your car." He announces with a grin.

"Alrighty then." I toss him my keys that were in the bowl by the hall and follow them all out to the parking garage. "You're driving."

He smirks as if it a special privilege to drive my car. Well it isn't. Don't get all high and mighty Mr. Friar. "Fine then. Sweet cheeks has shot gun." I frown, but at least I can control the music. Tee hee! "What's in the bag Josh?"

"Food." He says in a duh tone, "We're going to a cliff, I highly doubt that there will be a McDonald's waiting on us. I brought some sandwiches for Maya and myself."

I flip my head and smack him with my braid, "What about the rest of your loving friends?"

A heavy arm rests on my shoulder and I look at the perpetrator. "I got you sweet cheeks." We're stopped at my car and his Camaro next to it has its trunk popped. A smile makes its way to my face when he unveils a picnic basket and right when I'm about to say 'thank you' he says, "You are welcome."

"And to think I was about to say 'thank you'."

He leans in towards my ear and whispers, "you just did."

Maya and Josh are laughing at our exchange as soon as they slide into the back seat. "This is going to be a long day."

"At least you get to see me with my shirt off." He wiggles his brows and pulls me closer to his chest. "It's a privilege that few get to see."

I snort and toss his arm off of me, "Few hundred I'm sure."

He chuckles and it's almost contagious, key word… almost. Because he has to open that mouth of his, "Don't get all jealous on me sweet cheeks." He moves and opens the door to my car. "Ladies first."

"Then go on, get in."

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Most of the drive was spent on me pushing a button on my radio to flip it back to something I want to listen to. And instead of the driver well driving he was intentionally pushing my buttons, literally. He was the one changing the station. To anything really, as long as it wasn't something I wanted. Well that's how Lucas and I spent our time. I was having to squirt water on the other two and forbid sex in the back seat. "Until I have sex in this car no one will be having sex in this car!" I snap.

"Lucas." Josh mumbles.

He puts the car in park now that we've reached our destination and he flashes me a smile. "On it." He unbuckles my seat belt and my eyes widen when he moves towards me. First instinct? I start smacking his chest. "DAMN SWEET CHEEKS! I'M KIDDING!"

I huff and flip my flinging arms to Josh, "You are my uncle! You aren't supposed to let ass holes try and sleep with me!"

Everyone flies out of the car as my physical abuse begins to set in. Since I'm not cliff diving because I care about my life and hate heights I snatch my headphones and my towel to lay on. Maya's already stripping her clothes when I step towards her and she gives me a small smile. "Josh was kidding."

"I know." I mutter and lay my towel on the rock.

"Take it off Riley." I furrow my brows and am about to protest when her hand over my mouth stops me. "Trust me when I say, it will bother Lucas." I cock my head to the side with curiosity and she smirks, I won't ever pass up the opportunity to pester him. "It's so cute how oblivious you are. You have a hot body, he can't have you and it will eat away at him. Now if I let go are you going to yell at me?" I shake my head and her dainty paw is off my face.

"So tease him?" I shyly whisper and the small gesture of her brow arching is all I needed as an answer. Let me make something perfectly clear, I suck when it comes to the opposite sex. What's flirting? What's the whole birds and the bee's thing about? So when asked to tease someone, not just someone but Lucas Friar I know that this is going to be a challenge. I bite my lip and with tons of reluctance I shimmy the dress off my frame and let it pool by my feet before stepping out.

My first defensive move is to cross my arms but Maya grabs my hand and stands in front of me. "Confidence Riles, you look great I swear. Take your hair down." I do as she says and let my semi-wet hair blow behind me in the wind. "I'm going to move out of your way now so you can see him. Do not under any circumstances look at him for too long."

I don't know why but I agree and she loops her arms through mine with a smile as we saunter towards my uncle and nemesis. As soon as I see him I instantly put my shades on, people should NOT look that good. Nice one Jesus I'm sure you aren't regretting your decision at all! His shorts hung dangerously low on his hips and he had a 'v', I don't know what the special term for that is, oblique's I think but he had it and damn did he make it look good. His chest, arms, abs- okay focus Riley.

Good thing I'm going to church tomorrow. I flip my eyes towards the edge of the cliff and instantly regret it. "Who goes first?" Maya questions. And thank goodness her voice pulls me out of my nightmare. "Lucas you okay buddy?" I furrow my brows and against my friend's advice look at him because for whatever reason I'm worried that he isn't 'okay'. When I glance at his face though he's perfectly fine, his eyes are a little wider than what's considered normal and his mouth is open a bit but other than that same old Lucas. "LUCAS!" Maya snaps her fingers in front of his face and he shakes his head clear.

"Yeah I'm good." I can feel his eyes rake over my body but I avoid it as much as possible. "Um, you or Josh can go first. Or together." He offers.

Maya abandoned me.

To jump off a cliff.

I truly take offense. I'm still very aware that Lucas is shamelessly staring at me and what do I do? Runaway. I move towards the towel and notice my dress lying on the ground, I'm tempted. So tempted to put it back on but this is bothering him. Decisions, decisions. I lean down and pick up my phone and headphones. When I come back up I'm extremely conscious that there is a body behind me, like inches behind me. "Never thought I'd see you wear something like this." His voice is husky and almost seductive. I say almost because he's Lucas Friar, now if I was facing him it would be but I am lucky today and am… I'm not lucky anymore. HIS HANDS ARE ON ME! I REPEAT HIS HANDS ARE ON MY BODY! They're grasping my hips just like last time and I let out a small yelp.

"Maya said so." I manage to get out and thankfully blame her for making me wear this, despite the distraction of small circles he's making with the pads of his fingers.

He chuckles and turns me around to face him, oh that's why he put his hands there, to turn me around. "Are you jumping?"

"I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt and think you've gone temporarily insane from the heat. Or that you were dropped on your head when you were younger. That would explain a lot actually." I quip and take a step away from him. Oh hello oxygen, I didn't realize I was being deprived of you.

However the oxygen disappears again when he inches forward, "I'll jump with you."

"Nope." I'm not budging.

"What if I make you?" I look into his eyes and he must see how truly terrified I am because he instantly cups my face before my panic breathing sets in, "Hey, hey I won't." Considering our history I shouldn't believe him, but I do. "I swear I'd never do something like that to you." His tone is genuine, sweet and dare I say comforting.

He's searching my eyes, trying to find something and I think I know what it is. "I believe you."

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