One Chance (Part One) Page 4

  “Maybe, but then he won’t necessarily know it’s me and my dream can be fulfilled and we can go our separate ways.”

  “Wow, you have this all thought out.”

  “I sure do. Now I just need to figure out how to run into him.”

  “Well, you said he was in a fraternity right?” she asks.

  “Yeah, he is,” I say feeling confused.

  “Why don’t we join a sorority, then we are sure to run into him down the line somewhere.”

  “That’s a brilliant idea,” I say super excited causing Quinn to laugh, “What are you laughing at?”

  “I never took you for the type of girl to just screw a guy and move on,” she says with a look. “You have had sex before right?” she asks with a straight face.

  “Yes, with two people from high school. But that’s what college is for isn’t it? To experiment?”

  “I guess so,” she says laughing.

  “Okay, do you have a sorority in mind?” I ask changing the subject a little.

  “Yes, Sigma Kappa is the one I think we should rush.”

  “Okay, sounds good to me,” I say excited.

  “Once you find Liam, are you really going to try to screw him?” she asks out of nowhere.

  “Yeah, why not?”

  “Cause you know he probably sleeps with a whole bunch of girls.”

  “I know, but I feel like it’s the only way I’m going to be able to get him out of my system.”

  “Let me get this straight, you want to screw him when he’s drunk so you can get him out of your system, and in turn, hope he doesn’t know it’s you?”

  “Exactly.”

  “Oh, you are something Haley Lawrence.”

  “I know. So tomorrow we can look while rushing for Sigma Kappa.”

  “Sure can.”

  “Perfect.”

  The rest of the night is just hanging out and relaxing. I’m looking forward to the next steps to come.

  Chapter Four

  Over the next two and a half months, school is going well and Quinn and I rushed and busted our asses to become sisters in the Sigma Kappa sorority house. We’ve gone to a few parties, but so far no such luck on spotting Liam anywhere.

  “Hey do you want to go to the game on Saturday?” Quinn asks.

  “Sure. It’s at home right?”

  “Yes it is.”

  “Okay cool, so we need to get tickets then.”

  “I already got two. A bunch of the sisters are going and asked if we wanted to go, I said yes so Meg gave me two tickets.”

  “That’s awesome,” I say excitedly. Meg is the sorority house President and she’s cool as hell.

  “Sure is. So let’s get our homework done as soon as possible and that way we won’t have to worry about it this weekend.”

  “Sounds good to me,” I say as I grab my laptop to finish a paper I was working on. The rest of the evening is spent working on homework.

  “What day are you leaving to go home for Christmas break?” Quinn asks.

  “Umm…as soon as I have my last class. That’s like a month away though. Why, what are your plans?”

  “Aren’t you worried about running into Liam at home, if you get your chance to sleep with him before then?”

  “No not at all, I haven’t seen him much when he’s been home, especially over the holidays.”

  “Oh okay, just making sure.”

  “I appreciate you looking out for me though,” I say with a genuine smile.

  “Anytime,” she says with a smile.

  Just then my phone rings and I see its Brody. “Hey, what’s going on?”

  “Nothing much, just wanted to call and check in see how you’re doing,” he says kindly.

  “I’m good. Just finished some homework, what’s going on?” I ask because of the tone of his voice.

  “Not much, just worrying about you.”

  “Worrying, why?”

  “Well, we haven’t talked as often as I thought we would.”

  “We text everyday though,” I remind him.

  “I know we do. Have you seen Liam yet?”

  “No, but I’m not looking for him either,” I lie.

  “I don’t get why you won’t tell him you’re there. He’s going to find out sooner or later.”

  “When he does, that’s fine. It’s not like it would really matter anyway. I’m just enjoying my time here. He has his own stuff going on and I don’t need him to give me any crap.”

  “Fine, I get it. I won’t say anything. We’re thinking of coming to visit soon.”

  “Oh yeah, when?” I ask excitedly.

  “We have our break coming up soon, so we were thinking of coming there to hang out, and then go home for Christmas break.”

  “But if it’s before your break, what about your classes?”

  “Oh, I already talked to my professors; they will let me turn in work early.”

  “Sounds good. I’m going on the game on Saturday,” I say, switching subjects.

  “Are you going to talk to him?”

  “Hell no. You know how crazy their football games get.”

  “True, forget I asked,” he says laughing.

  We spend the next forty-five minutes catching up and making plans for their upcoming visit before break.

  Before I know it, Saturday is here and we are getting ready for the big game. It’s cold in Michigan in November, so bundling up is a necessity.

  “We are coming back to change before heading out to the party,” I tell Quinn.

  “Definitely, I’m not going to a party looking like this,” she says as she’s layered up in clothes for the game.

  “Great, well I’m ready, let’s go.”

  We head to the game, which is already packed with crazy fans. We find our seats near the student section and we are in the front row near the center behind the goal posts.

  “How the hell did we get front row?” I ask in amazement.

  “Meg got them, remember?”

  “Damn, she must know someone.”

  “Obviously. These seats are awesome,” Quinn says, as she takes in the view. I can’t help but look around too. I’ve never been so close to the field before.

  The game is absolutely crazy and Liam was on fire. He’s the quarterback and he threw touchdown after touchdown, it was great to see him in his element. The game was an absolute blast to watch, mainly because we kicked some serious ass tonight. Before I know it, Quinn and I are rushing home to change to head out to some parties.

  “What do you think are the chances of me running into him tonight?” I ask Quinn as I stand in the doorway to her room.

  “Probably pretty slim, because we haven’t run into him at a party yet and we’ve been to a hell of a lot of parties.”

  “Good point, I’m going for cute but comfortable then,” I say as I head back towards my room to find an outfit for the night.

  I settle on a pair of skinny jeans, Uggs, and green sweater.

  “Damn that sweater really makes your green contacts stand out,” Quinn says surprising me.

  “Good. Do I look alright?”

  “You look hot for dressing down,” she says laughing. She’s standing there in jeans, high heeled boots, and a low cut black top.

  “You look cute,” I say eyeing her outfit.

  “Thanks. I’m hoping to see Ethan tonight.”

  “Is he going?”

  “Who knows,” she says frustrated. Ethan is a guy she met about a week ago, and she hung out with him once. Obviously she has a small crush, but she isn’t sure if he feels the same way.

  “Okay, well I’m ready when you are,” I say as I grab my coat and small clutch.

  “Yep, let’s go,” she says as she slips her coat on. We make our way across the campus to the fraternity house that’s hosting a hot party tonight. Some of our sisters told us about the party. We get to the house and the place is packed and the majority of people seem drunk already.

  “Holy shit, looks like they a
ll started before the game even ended,” I say eyeing the drunken crowd.

  “This does not look fun,” Quinn says looking thoroughly disgusted.

  “You should go to the house about four doors down. They aren’t so drunk and obnoxious there,” a guy says from behind us.

  “Which direction?” I ask curiously.

  “Walk out the door and make a right. It’s a much smaller party with a lot less drunks in it.”

  “Thank you,” Quinn and I both say before heading towards the door as fast as our feet will carry us.

  We make the short walk down to the house the guy just told us about and find it to be much closer to our liking. There are a few guys that are definitely drunk, but not anywhere near the last house.

  Inside there are a group of girls and guys dancing on the make shift dance floor in the living room. We move past them and head to where I’m hoping the alcohol is. We find the beer and liquor and start making drinks.

  “I don’t see any of the sisters here,” I say to Quinn as I look around. There are a bunch of girls here, but none of them are from our sorority.

  “Huh, I’m sure some will show up at some point. If not, no big deal.”

  “True.”

  After about two hours I hear Quinn squeal in excitement, “Holy shit, there’s Ethan,” Quinn says excitedly.

  “So, go talk to him,” I usher her.

  “Are you going to be okay here by yourself?”

  “She’ll be fine,” a guy says from behind me. I would know that voice anywhere. Liam. I can also tell by Quinn’s bulging eye balls that she cannot believe he’s standing here.

  “Its fine Quinn, go have fun,” I tell her kindly.

  “Do I know you?” Liam slurs.

  Perfect, just want I wanted, him slightly drunk. So, my fantasy may be able to happen after all. “I don’t think so,” I say as he takes a seat beside me.

  “I think I do. You look really familiar.”

  “Oh yeah, who do I look like?”

  “A girl I know from back home.”

  “Where’s back home?” I ask playing dumb.

  “Delaware.”

  “Sorry, wrong girl. I’m from Ohio,” I lie again.

  “Oh. Yeah I guess you couldn’t be her, she’s blonde anyway,” he says falling for my lies.

  “So what brings you here tonight?” I ask making conversation.

  “I live here. How about you?” he asks through a slower slur.

  “We were at another party which sucked and was told to come here,” I tell truthfully.

  “Do you have a boyfriend?” he asks out of nowhere.

  “No. Do you have a girlfriend?” I ask feeling braver than I thought I would.

  “Nope,” he says before moving a little closer to me on couch.

  “Are you sure I don’t know you?” he asks as he tries to squint his eyes like he’s going to see me better.

  “I’m sure, though I know who you are,” I say with a smile.

  “Oh yeah?” he asks cockily.

  “Sure do, you’re the hot sexy quarterback that all the girls want,” I say flirtatiously.

  “Does that mean you want me too?” he asks as his face moves closer to mine.

  “Maybe,” I say playing innocent.

  Before I know it, Liam’s lips meet mine. It starts out hot and fast. This is not how I thought kissing would go with Liam, but holy hell, even drunk, this man can kiss like no other. I open my mouth slightly and he plunges his tongue into my mouth tasting every inch of it. After a few minutes we both pull away, breathing hard.

  “Do you want to get a room?” I ask nervously.

  “Sure, but you don’t seem like the type of girl that would do that,” he says as he eyes my outfit.

  “I just asked, didn’t I?”

  “Good point, follow me,” he says as he stands. It takes us a few minutes to go down the hallway to what I’m assuming is his bedroom. We enter a bedroom and he turns on the light, the bedroom is immaculately clean. His bed is in the corner and his dresser holds only small items on top, along with the picture I gave him when he first moved here his freshman year.

  Holy shit, he has the picture of our two families on his dresser. I gave him that. Me.

  “Are you alright?” he asks as he looks at me intently.

  “I’m great,” I say before pulling him down so our lips can mesh again. He stumbles when he goes to grab my hips and he smashes us up against the wall. I step back and push him towards the bed before seeing the night stand lamp and flipping that on. I quickly walk over and turn the big light off before heading back to Liam who is now lying back on the bed.

  “Are you going to be able to perform?” I ask smugly.

  “You bet your ass on it,” he says before leaning up and pulling me up onto him on the bed, meshing our lips together again. After a few minutes of more kissing he pulls back, eyes closed, “Damn you taste just as good as I thought you would.”

  “What?” I ask confused.

  “Shit sorry,” he says quickly.

  “No, what was that?” I ask wanting to know.

  “Shit, I don’t even know your name,” he says changing the subject.

  “Does it even matter?”

  “Yes, no, shit I don’t know. I don’t usually do this.”

  I can’t help but laugh at his comment, “Seriously, lead quarterback doesn’t do random hook-ups?”

  “No, usually I’m in a relationship.”

  “So you’re in one now?” I ask as I slowly start to back up away from him. I don’t cheat or mess around with taken guys. Before I can get off of him completely, he grabs my hips and holds me in place above him.

  “No I’m not in one now, which is why you are in my bedroom.”

  “So what did you mean by your earlier comment?” I ask wanting answers.

  “What comment?” he asks looking confused. Obviously being drunk is making him forget things.

  “The comment about tasting as good as you thought?”

  “Fuck. Just forget I said that.”

  “No, tell me.”

  “Damn it, fine, there was a girl from home, like I told you earlier, I thought of kissing her but never did and you remind me of her.”

  “Why didn’t you?”

  “Because of my brother.”

  “Oh,” is all I can say. It goes to say Kenzie could have gotten Liam after all. Damn it.

  “Now, can we get back to us right now?”

  “Actually I think I should go,” I say as I go to stand.

  Liam grabs a hold of my wrist, “Why? I was honest with you. Were you thinking this would become a relationship?” he asks ignorantly.

  “No, not at all.”

  “Then why are you ready to rush out of here?”

  He’s right, I wanted to fuck him and I have him right where I want him. He’ll never know it was me.

  “You’re right,” I say as I push him back down on the bed, turning off the lamp in the process.

  He reaches up to remove my shirt but has a little trouble, so I grab the hem of it and pull it over my head, tossing it to the floor. I reach down and he leans up so I can remove his shirt.

  “Damn,” I say louder than intended as I run my fingers down his sexy toned chest. I can feel every nook and crevice and can see by the moonlight that’s coming through the window just how incredible his body is. His six-pack does not disappoint.

  “You like what you see?” he asks all cocky.

  “Sure do,” I say before he manages to flip us, leaving him on top of me.

  “What’s your name?”

  “Audra,” I say quickly.

  “Nice, I like it,” he says before pulling my right breast out of my bra and into his mouth. I can’t help how my back arches up wanting more. I reach back and unhook my bra tossing it too. Wanting nothing more than to have my dream come true; I try to make quick actions in unhooking Liam’s jeans, but his damn belt is in the way. He starts laughing, “In a hurry?”

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��No, just like level playing fields.”

  “I think we are on level playing fields, we’re both topless,” he says with a sexy smirk. The moonlight is giving just enough light that I can see him perfectly.

  “You know what I mean,” I say as I try to pull the belt loose. After a few short minutes we are both completely naked and under the sheet. “Do you have a condom?”

  “Yeah,” he says as he reaches into the nightstand to retrieve one, “But we aren’t there yet.”

  “What?” I ask a little confused, thinking he would be ready to have sex with me. Before I can say anything else I watch him kiss his way down my body. Holy shit, my body feels on fire after each beautiful kiss. I watch in awe as this gorgeous man settles between my thighs and licks at my aching core. “Fuck,” I screech out as my hips buck up in the air. Liam holds me down in place as he continues to lavish me, never stopping until he has me screaming out in ecstasy.

  “That was hot,” he says as he makes his way back up my body. I watch as he sheaths himself before lining himself up at my entrance. It appears the drunken Liam is surprisingly able to perform no matter how drunk he is.

  “Fuck me,” I order as he slams inside of me hard, “AHHH,” I scream. I lean up and grab his ass wanting him as close as I can possibly have him. It’s only one night and I need as much of him as I can get.

  “Oh yeah,” he says as he drives deeper into my core. I move my hips in rhythm with his, moving my hands to behind his head, pulling him down to kiss me more.

  He opens his mouth slightly and I take the lead and thrust my tongue into his mouth wanting to taste every beautiful inch of him. I pull back slightly, “Harder,” I beg. Liam pounds harder into me causing me to moan out in pure bliss moments later, with him following right behind.

  “Damn,” he says as he falls beside me on the bed, “That was fucking hot,” I watch as he disposes the condom never saying a word. All I can think of is Best.Sex.Ever.

  I go to move so I can get dressed and head home, but Liam grabs ahold of my leg before I can get off the bed. “Stay the night, just tonight please?” he asks sweetly.

  “Umm…okay,” I agree though slightly confused.

  “Thank you,” he says as he makes himself comfortable, pulling me right along with him. We end up with him right behind me spooning me, holding me tightly to his sexy chiseled body. It takes only minutes for me to fall into a blissful sleep.