After her shower, Rylie stepped out of the bathroom to let Leila hop in. She went to her room and pulled on a pair of sweats and a shirt, and met Kate and Sarah in the guest room. When Leila came back, she pulled her wet hair back, changed into some sweats, and the four of them headed downstairs.

"Is that what you're wearing?" Tyler asked as they walked in.

"No, baby boy," Rylie laughed. "We'll change after we eat."

Caleb had made macaroni and cheese. Everyone dug in, and filled their stomachs.

"Alright, let's finish getting ready," Kate said, standing.

Sarah and Leila followed, disappearing up the stairs.

Rylie paused, looking at the dirty dishes. "Caleb, do you want help cleaning up?"

"No, I got it. Go get ready," Caleb answered, giving her a small smile.

Returning the smile, Rylie nodded. "'Kay." She hurried up the stairs and into her room.

"Rylie, which shirt?" Kate asked, holding up a shirt in each hand.

"Definitely the blue halter," Rylie answered.

"I thought so," Kate smiled.

Rylie pulled the new set of purple lingerie from the drawer and slipped into them. She pulled on a new pair of dark hip huggers and her new black tank top, which had the words I'm Gifted written in silver slanted writing across her chest. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail, letting a few loose strands frame her face. She applied a little black mascara and eyeliner, silver hoops, and stepped back to admire her reflection.

"You look hot," Leila commented.

Rylie looked at her best friend's reflection and smiled. "Not as hot as you, girl."

Leila's blonde hair hung around her shoulders in thick curls, and her forest green eyes were framed with black mascara and eyeliner. A pair of light blue jeans and a green strapless shirt hugged her curves perfectly. A sly smile spread across her lips. "Let's party!"

Rylie whooped and looked at Kate and Sarah. "Let's go, girls!"

The group made their way down the stairs and found the guys waiting by the door.

"Party time, boys," Kate said, walking over to Pogue.

Caleb smiled at Sarah and kissed her cheek. "Alright. Let's go."

The two couples filed out of the house, followed by Tyler and Leila.

Rylie started past Reid, but he gently grabbed her arm, stopping her. He leaned in to her, his mouth close to her ear. "You look incredible," he breathed.

Rylie shivered as his warm breath caressed her neck. "Thanks."

They met the rest of the group by the cars. Pogue and Kate hopped onto the long-haired son's Ducati. Caleb and Sarah slid into the silver Ford Mustang, leaving the other four to climb into the black Hummer.

"So, why aren't you guys at Spencer's?" Rylie asked as the Hummer pulled out of the driveway.

"We needed some 'personal time'," Reid answered from the passenger's seat. "Everyone already thought that your dad had died, so we needed an excuse to take a week or so off from school."

"When do you go back?"

"Uh, three days, I think?" Reid said, looking at Tyler.

Tyler nodded. "Yeah. Then it's back to dorm life."

"So I'll have the house to myself?" Rylie looked at Leila and smiled.

"No. Caleb doesn't stay at the dorms. He stays at the house to take care of your mother," Tyler corrected.

Rylie sat back and huffed. "Damn."

Tyler glanced in the rearview mirror at her. "You know, maybe this will be good for the two of you. You guys are siblings. You have to learn how to deal with each other."

"Can I stay at either of your houses?"

"No." Tyler replied simply. "He's your brother."

"I wanted a brother when I was growing up. Not now," Rylie mumbled.

"Ry, shut up," Leila laughed as Tyler parked the Hummer near the bar. "I'm here to have fun, and I don't want your shitty mood bringing down my night."

"Thanks for your sympathy, Devlin," Rylie smiled.

"No problem, Danvers." Leila jumped out and looked at the building before her.

Caleb and Pogue were waiting by the door with their girlfriends when the group got there. They entered the bar, music blasting around them. The boys made their way to a table and dropped their jackets on the chairs. Sarah and Kate sat down and began chatting animatedly, their boyfriends sitting next to them.

"Baby boy, let's go get a few games in," Reid said, starting for the pool tables. Tyler followed.

"Mind if we tag along?" Rylie asked.

"Go for it," Tyler answered.

At the pool table, Tyler racked up the balls while Reid grabbed two sticks.

"Well, well. Looks like we have another chance to earn some cash."

Rylie turned and saw Aaron Abbott walked up, followed by a couple of his friends.

He smiled when he saw her. "Nice to see you again, Rylie." His eyes flickered to Leila, and his smile grew. "And who's your friend?"

"Leila," Rylie answered.

Aaron held out his hand to her. "Nice to meet you."

Leila's gaze grew distant for a second, and then refocused. She gave the dark haired boy a tight smile and nodded. "Same here."

Aaron's hand fell to his side.

"Hey Abbott, you going to play or keep trying to work your so-called charm on a couple of girls who aren't interested?" Reid asked, leaning his hip against the pool table.

Aaron looked at the blonde Son. "Alright, Garwin. I didn't realize you were so eager to lose your money."

"Actually, I'm eager to see how deep your wallet is tonight," Reid replied.

The game began, and both teams seemed evenly matched. Rylie could see Reid getting annoyed, which was making his game worse.

Aaron looked at the young Danvers and smirked. "Rylie, has anyone told you that you look hot tonight?"

Rylie flashed him a smile. "Thanks."

"How about after the game, you and I go for a drive? You can be my prize for beating these two."

Reid glared at the dark haired boy, and Tyler put his hand on his friend's arm, silently telling him to stay put.

Rylie's smile grew and she stepped closer to Aaron, tipping her head up to look at him. "Aaron, I'm not a prize. And I would never climb into a car with you." She stepped back as his face reddened. She turned to the two Sons. "I'm getting a drink. You want anything?" They shook their heads.

"Whatever, slut," Aaron mumbled.

Rylie looked at Aaron. "Excuse me?"

Aaron feigned surprise. "Did I say that aloud?"

"Dude, don't," Tyler said quietly, his grip on Reid's arm tightening as the blonde Son stepped forward.

"Aaron, if you're going to call people names, you should use the right one. I'm a bitch, not a slut."

"Bitch, slut. They both suck cock, right?" His friends chuckled behind him.

Rylie forced a smile and walked forward, pulling a bill from her back pocket. "I got a twenty that says I can suck a hell of a lot better than any slut you know."

Aaron's lips twitched up in a smirk. "I suppose we could do a little experiment."

Rylie placed her hand on the boy's chest and let it trail down. She gripped his manhood through his jeans and gave it a gentle squeeze. "On second thought, I don't suck anything that's smaller than four inches."

Aaron's jaw dropped in disbelief, as did his friends'.

Turning, Rylie saw the stunned expressions on Reid's and Tyler's faces. Leila looked like she was trying not to burst out laughing. She looked back at the dark haired jackass. "Are you boys going to finish the game or what?"

Aaron's face reddened another shade and he threw his stick onto the table and then stormed off. His friends followed.

"Damn, Rylie," Leila laughed. "You are a bitch."

Rylie smiled. "I know."

Reid stepped forward and hugged her. "You are my favorite person, right now."

Rylie inhaled his scent and felt her stomach flip at his words. "Thanks."

The group of four made their way back to the table where the other two Sons and their girlfriends were sitting.

"Why did Aaron just storm away from the pool table?" Caleb asked, eyeing Reid.

Reid rolled his eyes. "Wasn't my fault this time. Your sister's the one who dissed him in front of his buddies." He relayed the scene that had just happened to the four sitting at the table.

Caleb's eyes went to the young Danvers and he raised an eyebrow.

"Chill, Caleb. It's not like I actually did anything," Rylie sighed.

"Other than piss Abbott off," Pogue laughed.

The song on the jukebox changed, and Def Leopard's Pour Some Sugar On Me blared from the speakers.

Rylie grabbed Leila's hand and pulled her into the crowed of dancers. Her hips found the beat and she rolled them from side to side. Leila mimicked her movements. The song ended and another replaced it. The two girls stayed in the crowd, moving their bodies to the music.

A few songs later, they dropped down into the empty seats beside Sarah and Kate.

"Where'd the boyfriends go?" Leila asked.

"Foosball," Kate answered.

Reid and Tyler appeared from the crowd.

"Abbott left, and now there's no one fun to beat at pool," Reid said.

Tyler chuckled. "I know. I'm bored."

Leila stood and grabbed Tyler's hand. "Dance with me." He let her drag him into the crowd.

Rylie watched her friend disappear with the youngest Son and couldn't help but smile. "We're going to need a good couple of hours of girl talk when we get to the house."

"Definitely," Kate agreed. Sarah nodded. They looked over at the foosball table, watching Caleb and Pogue.

"Wanna get out of here?" Reid whispered into her ear.

Rylie nodded. "Who's car?"

"Well, they need the Hummer to get everyone but Pogue and Kate home. So Caleb's car?" Reid suggested.

"Great. Go get the keys."

Reid chuckled. "You have to get them. If I ask, Caleb'll be suspicious, thinking that I just want to take a girl back to my place."

Rylie glanced at him. "Do you do that a lot?"

Reid gave her a mischievous smile and gently nudged her.

Sighing, Rylie went over to Caleb. "Hey, can I borrow your car?"

"Where are you going?" he asked, his eyes focused on the game.

"Um, I think I'm going to head back to the house." Something inside her said that she shouldn't tell him that her and Reid were going to hang out.

He looked at her, contemplating, and then dug his keys out of his pocket and tossed them to her. "Don't crash it."

"Gee, thanks." Rylie got back to the table and smiled, holding up the keys. "Let's go."

Reid took her hand and led her through the crowd of people and out into the parking lot.