Fallen Crest Alternative Version (Fallen Crest High #2.1)(61)

“What?” I shifted underneath his gaze.

“You know what. Don’t get involved with this.”

“Why not?” I crossed my arms. “He cheated on me with her. I was the victim. She should learn what it feels like.”

He continued to watch me. Those eyes never blinked, they never gave anything away. “Because you’re going to feel dirty if you do that. She’s going to find out anyway. Why do you have to get involved?”

“Are you kidding me? This is something you’d do in a heartbeat.”

He never blinked. “Yeah, but you’re not me. You’ll feel bad later. You’ll regret saying anything.”

I groaned and tipped my head back. “Are you serious now?”

His chuckle slid down my spine and then his hands found my hips and he urged me to straddle him. As I did and sunk lower, he leaned back up. A hand slid under my shirt, up my back, and his fingers took hold of my neck. He tilted it so I looked back down at him. Then he grinned as he leaned up to nip at my lips.

My arms wound around him and I sighed as he explored my mouth.

I melted into him and he pulled me down with him, but someone knocked on the door. We tensed and he lifted his head. “What?”

Logan yelled through the door, “Broudou’s here.”

Every muscle in Mason went solid. He felt like cement now, clenching and unclenching his jaw before he managed another response. His voice was gruff now. “Get the guys. I’m coming.”

“What’s going on?”

He pushed me off with a gentle hand and stood. “Don’t follow me, Sam.”

“What?” I scrambled to my feet as he crossed for the door. “Why?”

“I mean it.” He stopped in the doorway and held my gaze.

It took my breath away. I’d never seen such intensity in him before. It verged on desperation and he tipped my chin up with a finger underneath. He whispered as he bent close, “Please, stay in here. We’ll send these guys away and I’ll come back. I promise.”

He pressed a kiss to my lips and pulled the door shut behind him.

“Who’s Broudou?”

But he was already gone. I hurried to open it again and skidded to a halt. Two large guys stood against the hallway. Their gazes met mine and I knew I had inherited two bodyguards.

“Are you kidding me?”

One of them shook his head. “Sorry. Mason doesn’t want you out there. It’s for your safety.”

An angry breath left me in a rush and my hands formed into fists. Then I heard from the hallway, “What are you guys doing?”

The response was muffled. “Mason’s girl is in there.”

The first person snorted in disgust. “Are you serious? It’s not the eighteenth century. I’m sure she’ll be fine.” And then the door was ripped open.

I blinked at the sight of Kate in front of me. A slight sneer was on her face, but she gestured with her head down the hallway. My gaze slid over her and saw the rest of their friends. They had formed a barrier between the two bodyguards and me. Then Jasmine purred as she ran her hand up the guy’s leg. “Come on, Strauss. Let her go. She’s smart. She’s not going to be stupid and do anything stupid. He wouldn’t be with her if she did.” She tugged him forward. “Let’s use that room for something else.”

My eyes went wide. She’d do that for me?

And then I saw Jeff in the hallway. He met my gaze and let out a sigh in relief. “Come on, Becky wanted me to find you. We’re heading out.”

Mason asked me to stay…

Kate snapped, “Go!”

I took off running and rushed past him down the hallway. He kept close behind. As we went down the stairway, a large crowd had formed in the living room, but everyone was pushing to get outside. Then I heard shouts from outside and knew that was where Mason and Logan had gone. When I started for the front door, against the swell of people, Jeff grabbed my arm and tugged me after him. He led into the kitchen. Another large crowd was in there as well, but he shoved towards the back door.

It seemed to take forever, but we managed to push our way through. As soon as I stepped onto the back deck, I heard my name shouted and twisted around.

Adam and Mark stood with the rest of the Elite group. My eyes went wide when I saw relief on all their faces, but I didn’t care. I hopped off the first deck and rounded the side of the house.

“Sam!” Adam shouted after me. “Where are you going?”

Jeff cursed behind me and grabbed to stop me.

I twisted my arm free and kept going. More people lingered on the front lawn. As I started to push my way through a crowd on the edge, I saw the street was full of cars. A line of cars were parked on both sides of the street, but there was a line of waiting cars in the middle. I counted seven of them. When people spilled out of them in black and orange colors, I knew they didn’t come from either of the high schools in Fallen Crest.

They were Roussou people.

I gulped but started to shove forward again. Then I was pulled backwards in one violent yank. Two arms wrapped themselves around me. I tried to kick out of Adam’s hold. “Let me go!”

He bent forward, but held tight. “Don’t, Sam. He wouldn’t want you there.”

I kicked even more. “I have to be there. They can’t hurt them again.”