This week's drink special!

Get Laid

3/4 oz raspberry liqueur
1 oz vodka
6 oz pineapple juice
1 splash cranberry juice

Mix raspberry liqueur, vodka, and pineapple juice in the mixer, shake, strain, pour into glass, then add splash of cranberry juice.

BACKGROUND:

Currently in his last year of law school, Riley Volturi travels back home to Forks, WA during his Spring break. This "mini" chapter highlights his first weekend home and will intersection with our next installment.

We wanted to bring a little insight into Riley's wants and needs. It will be most helpful to get inside his mind before Edward does.

Chapter 12

Hot Blooded

Riley watched the dense, rain soaked forest travel past the car's window. Cursing the beautiful landscape, he threw his head back in frustration.

Damn my father and his fucking control over my life. No matter where I go, it's like he's standing right behind me. Watching, critiquing my every move.

For weeks Riley tried unsuccessfully to garner "permission" from his father to head to the beach with a group of his fellow law school buddies. His father, Aro Volturi, believed his son needed to prepare for adulthood and that his days of frolicking on a beach and sowing his wild oats were behind him. He reminded Riley of the trouble he found himself in last spring break while in Florida. The DUI charge cost Aro a $50,000 donation to the Policemen's Fund, but the case was mysteriously dropped.

"Son, it's time you took your life and responsibilities seriously. I've sacrificed to make your life better than mine. And I'll be damned if you're going to squander what I've toiled and broken laws to give you- a respectable life. So, you'll get your ass home over Spring break. I've already set up an interview with Smith and Dillon in Seattle. It's the best boutique law firm in the area. Blah, blah, blah…"

But deep down, Riley just wanted a break from everything – an escape, a diversion. His heavy course load at law school left him little time for chasing what he missed most - pussy. He craved a release and, even though he was heading home to dreary Forks, he was determined to feed his cravings. It had been way too long since his last pursuit and just the thought of getting his hands on a tight, pretty ass made his pants bulge.

Riley decided that he would give his dad a day or two of his time, then afterwards sneak over to Port Angeles and hit the bars. Port Angeles was definitely not Miami Beach but it would have to do for the time being.

I'm going to find a hot piece of ass and fuck her six ways to Sunday. He thought.

After hanging around the family compound for two days and nearly going mad while listening to his father's rants, Riley believed that he had given his father a sufficient amount of attention. He plotted his escape to Port Angeles with one thing on his "to do" list – find something pretty, wet, and willing.

As Riley started to make his getaway, he was stopped by Aro in the hall off his bedroom.

"And where do you think you are going?" Aro raised his brow as he inspected his son, knowing that Riley was heading out for the night. Riley's perfectly groomed appearance gave him away.

"Just thought I would drive over to Port A and see what's going on."

"Perhaps later. We have guests joining us for dinner – a buyer interested in purchasing the beachfront property. You need to be here. It's a legitimate dealing and you just might learn something."

Fuck, another boring dinner filled with meaningless talk.

Riley felt his frustration rise and the muscles in his neck became stiff and tight. He hoped that he could hold his tongue, or otherwise he would be fucking his fist tonight.

"Okay, I'll stick around for dinner but after that I'm leaving. Hell, I've been cooped up here for two days. It's my fucking spring break after all." Riley watched his father's face for his reaction, fully prepared for him to strike back, especially following his last comment.

Aro appraised his son's demeanor before he responded. Riley looked like a confined animal rattling the bars of his cage.

"Sometimes, I forget what it's like to be a young man with certain requirements pumping through your veins." Aro paused and gave his approval with a knowing smile. "Alright son, go after dinner."

"Thanks, Dad," Riley replied and sighed in relief. "Who's coming to dinner? Are they serious buyers?"

"Quite serious. The gentleman, Edward Cullen, is considering the land for building a resort. It's already zoned for it, so half the battle's already been fought for him. He's also bringing his assistant, Isabella Swan."

Riley nodded and thought. Isabella…I like the sound of that name.

A/N: We would liked to thank our Special Agents…..Betas Elizabethan and Aquariumjenn