Lucas releases a breathy laugh, "What'd you say?"

I kiss his sweet spot after digging my lips into the croon of his neck, releasing a very sexual moan. Love it. "Are you okay Sparky?"

"Yes." Liar, his voice noticeably trembled with a one syllable word. "You've never given a blow job?"

I shake my head from left to right and nibble his ear, I should probably be offended but I've been arrested, skinny dipped, and loads of other things. I don't entirely blame him. "Nope." I pop the 'p' and throw my left leg over his legs to straddle him.

"Wow." He clears his throat, "so you want to give one to me?"

"Duh." I grind against his engorged member and gasp slightly. "Is that okay?" I reach for the hem of the tank top and slide it over my head. I grind again and hear a deep moan from the back of his throat.

"Um hell yeah." He starts to laugh and leans up to kiss me. "You're so fucking hot." Our lips crash together again and I feel nervous. The butterflies that always make their appearance when we kiss seem to have fucking multiplied. Damn.

Lucas slowly stops kissing me and I lean backward to see what the hell happened. "You really haven't?"

"Okay, now I'm getting pissed." I climb off of him and move to put my top back on.

"No, please don't be mad sweetheart. I just, can I ask why you haven't?"

Seriously, what the fuck is he thinking? "I am going to blame the fact you're being a total ass on the alcohol and answer your damn question." I throw my arms down after putting my shirt back on. "It's too intimate and I've never wanted to do it with someone before."

His emerald eyes make their way into my line of sight and he slowly pulls me back towards him. "Don't be mad at me." He's holding my hands and swivels me from side to side. "Come on baby. Let me see a smile." I will not smile. I won't do it. A few seconds later he's showering me with kisses, small and light butterfly kisses all over my face and neck. Damn it, "There it is." His thumb played with my bottom lip before kissing me. "I love that smile."

"I love you idiot."

"I love you too beautiful."

I can tell he is still hesitant about something so I place my forehead on his, "what's wrong?"

"Honestly?"

"What the hell else would I want?" We sat on the edge of the bed and he held my hand, "spill sparky."

"I am afraid that if you do that I won't remember because I am so much more drunk than you realize." I giggle and agree to wait. Which instantly relieves my nerves. "I'd fuck you good and right if I wasn't drunk."

"Holy shit, you are drunk. Come on." I take off his shoes and pants, lucky me and after laying him down on the bed I pull the comforter up over his body. "Stay awake for a few more minutes sparky." I kiss his head and run downstairs to get him a water.

"Riley." I slam the refrigerator door shut and see Zay standing there.

"What's up Ace?"

"Please no sex in my house."

I laugh and even though he was almost too late I agree. "He's pretty much passed out anyways, can't say I didn't try though. You are all a bunch of lightweights."

"He loves you a lot."

"I'm aware." Oh God, here comes the best friend, don't hurt my friend or I'll try to kick your ass shit. Try being the key word. "What's your point?"

"He told me about the meeting." I lick my lips after my smile faded. "He isn't going to get hurt is he?"

"Hell no, I'll die before that happens. I swear." I give him a fist bump and run back upstairs. "Hey sparky. Wake up and drink this for me." I stroke his cheek and after a little more coercing he sits up and drinks half the water bottle. "Good boy."

He lets out a happy sigh with a small hum and I can't help but feel a tug on my lips. "I love you beautiful girl."

"I love you too Lucas." I say Lucas sometimes so he understands how serious I am about those words. So he gets how much he means to me.

After locking the door and stripping, I climb into bed as I stare at the ceiling. It's weird what you'll do for someone, I'm willing to die for Sparky. There really is no question about it and I'm just hoping it doesn't get that intense. When you love someone you can't control yourself, can't control your emotions and I sure as hell can't stop it. I like to consider myself a strong person but something about him, makes me feel weak and for the first time in my life I don't mind.

I want to hurt anyone who hurts him. I want to love anyone he loves and I want to be the woman he truly believes I can be. He's seen what an absolute mess I can be, how moody I am and how hard I am to handle but he still loves me. I've never questioned it, I've never needed to. I roll over on my side to cuddle into him, yeah I fucking do that don't judge me, when his phone starts to ring. I hurriedly reach over him to grab it, not even looking at the caller ID I slide the green phone to prevent him from waking up.

I tiptoe into the bathroom. "Yeah?"

"Who is this?" A woman's voice, 2:30 in the morning. What the fucking fuck?

"Who the hell is this?"

"Amber."

I search my mind and nothing. "Is there a reason you're calling my boyfriend at 2:30 in the morning?"

"Is there a reason you're being a bitch?"

"It's in my fucking nature."

"Clearly."

"Glad you could keep up. Who are you?"

"None of your damn business."

The phone hangs up and I have to get the hell out of here before I do something I'll regret. I hurriedly change clothes and grab the keys to my bike. Zay and Maya are on the couch doing God only knows what as I'm leaving. "Riley?"

I slam the door behind me, ignoring any sort of plea from Ace to stop. "Leave me the hell alone Zay."

"YOU DON'T NEED TO DRIVE! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING?"

"Away." I reply and his hands land on my handlebars, "get your hands off my bike."

"Riley it is too damn dangerous for you to leave. You've been drinking."

"I'm not even buzzed." I spat.

"You drank more than anyone."

"What the fuck is your point Ace?"

He chuckles, "What about Lucas?"

I grit my teeth, "I'm leaving Ace, get the fuck out of my way. I don't want to make you." He backs up with his hands in surrender. "Oh and tell sparky that Amber called for him." I speed off and see Ace run inside.

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I head to Friday fight night. The party doesn't normally end till 6 o'clock anyways, and I can get alcohol because they know me. I step inside and head towards the bar. "Rebel, what the hell are you doing here?" I give him a fist bump. "Rough night?"

"You have no fucking idea."

"Usual?"

"Yeah."

He slides an old fashioned down the bar, I move to pull some cash out of my pocket and he gestures for me to stop. "It's on the house. You've made me a lot of money."

I chuckle lightly and take a sip, "glad I could help." I sit by myself for a while. I could've pissed off a family member but why would they be afraid to tell me who they are. Who the fuck is this Amber?

"You are way too beautiful to be here alone." Fuck me sideways.

I roll my head to the right, "That line is way too overused to actually work."

After breaking eye contact I take another drink. I love this damn drink. "Want to dance?"

"Go fuck yourself."

"Feisty I like feisty." He replies and I have more than an urge to knock him the hell out. I'm so not in the mood. "Wait a second, you're Rebel Riley."

"Look at you, awful perceptive aren't you?"

"Yeah, I'm not just a pretty face."

I glare, "who the hell's been lying to you about being pretty?"

"Everything okay over here Riley?" Jonothan the bartender questions, "He bothering you?"

"Yep. Can I get another one?"

"Absolutely, and you," he gestures to the guy beside me, "Get the hell out of here." I heard him mumble a few cuss words under his breath and after he makes me another drink he leans over the bar. "What happened?"

I start to laugh, never thought I'd say this. "Guy problems. A girl I've never heard of called my boy toy about an hour ago and wouldn't tell me who she is."

"He's a fucking idiot."

"Oh yeah," I stare at my drink as I play with the glass, "why is that?"

"Because you're fucking amazing." My eyes instantly dart up towards his blue ones, "Sexy. Beautiful. Talented. The list could go on and on."

What the hell do I do now? Jonothan and I have been friends for years and all of the sudden he's flirting when I'm still with Lucas. "I'm not single Jo."

"You shouldn't be with someone who makes you feel like this."

"He doesn't." I reply quickly. He really doesn't, tonight obviously being the exception. "Where the hell is this coming from Jo?"

He laughs, "3 years of feelings for you bottled up." It could be the alcohol but my face looks idiotic. "I was scared of you though so this is me hoping you drinking alcohol won't make you want to knock me out."

I let out a breathy chuckle. I love Lucas even though he could be a total ass. I chug my drink and he instantly makes me another one. "I am not going to knock you out."

"I'm sensing a 'but' in there somewhere."

"Jo I guess I've just never thought of you as more than a friend." He's one of the few people I'm genuinely nice to.

"Think about it."

"Jo-"His hand stops me from talking.

Who the hell does this guy think he is? "Think about it Riley. Whatever the answer, you'll still be my friend and I will still make you some damn good old fashions." I give him a knuck and spend the next 5 hours cussing out assholes, drinking old fashions, and talking to Jo. I came to the conclusion that Lucas is an amazing guy and deserves to explain himself. This freaking guy changed me so much, God sometimes I get annoyed with how nice I can be. "Alright Riles, last call."

"Get your hand off of this glass, last call my ass." I pull it away and take another drink.

"Riley, come on. I'm serious, I've already overserved you, you're just too damn beautiful it's hard to tell you no."

I roll my eyes, "Now that you've finally told me how you feel, you've been fucking flirty."

"Why hide it?" He snatches the glass away from me and washes it out. He'd already cleaned off the bar and flipped the stools. "Call Josh you don't need to drive."

"I'm fine Jo." I'm not fine, I've had like, I really have no idea how many I've had. "Plus my phone is dead."

"Here use mine." He slides it towards me and I can't help but laugh, "You don't know his number."

"Nope." I pop the 'p' and giggle. "God I'm annoying."

"No, you're fucking adorable. I'll drive you. Let's go."

I stand up off the chair and pull my keys out. "I'm fine Jo. Swear." He follows me outside and locks the doors. "I'll see you eventually, Felix has forbidden me to fight until New Year's."

"Ass."

"No kidding." I laugh and start my bike, "Thanks for all the alcohol."

He put up his hand, "You've made me a lot of money. If I continue to bet on you, I'll be fine."

"Don't bet on me on New Year's. Just a heads up." He nods his head, Jo isn't an idiot like the rest of the people that hang around here. He knows the big matches are rigged and he hates it just as much as I do. "Later hater." I start my bike and he follows behind me in his truck. Hey, it rained. When? I find myself constantly blinking and seeing like fucking triple. I turned the corner and feel the back of my bike fish tailing. "SHIT!" It's too late, my reaction time is too slow and I get thrown from my bike. I hear it skid across the road and cringe, my baby.

"RILEY! Hey look at me, are you okay? RILEY!" I see his face for a few moments and then everything went black.

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