A Whole New Crowd (3 page)

I was screwed.

I glanced at Mandy. I should leave, but her hand went to my arm. Even though she hadn’t said anything, I felt that she wanted me to stay. Oh hell. I knew she wanted me to be friends with her friends, but I couldn’t. I belonged in the criminal crowd, not this one. This was a whole new crowd.

But…she was my sister and I was trying a new way. Going against my instincts, I tried to watch the game.

Mandy squeezed my arm.

As I headed to my car on Friday, I felt someone fall in line beside me. I knew who it was before I looked. Tray Evans. Since I hung out that evening with the group, he hadn’t been around that much. He hadn’t cared about pushing his agenda on me. In fact, he hadn’t cared much about me at all. This was the first time since that day that he had even sought me out, but I had gotten used to his presence. There was a pull from him. If he was in a room, people knew it. They were aware of him and everyone migrated towards him. I couldn’t deny that I didn’t feel the same pull.

It was annoying.

I didn’t have time to ask what he wanted. He grabbed my arm and pulled me from the sidewalk. We went into a group of trees, and with foliage surrounding us, we were cut off from everyone else. No one would know we were in there.

“Hey!” I pulled my arm from his hold.

He crowded me. “You lied.”

“What?”

“I’ve been watching you, and I know you lied to me.” He stood so close that I could feel the heat radiating off his body. “You said you don’t want to steal anymore, but you lied. You get an adrenalin rush every time you take something. You’re addicted to it. I’ve seen it in your eyes over the week. You miss it, and you were lying to me when you said you wouldn’t do it anymore.” He moved even closer. “You want to do it. I can tell.”

He was right, but I pushed him back. “So what? I won’t live that life anymore.”

“I’m not asking you to.”

“Right.”

“I’m asking you to do one thing. One thing, Taryn.”

He said my name. It was the second time this week and it had the same effect on my body. I gritted my teeth. I was starting to hate the power he already had over me. “What is it? What’s going to screw Pedlam so much?”

He smirked, then hid it when he saw my anger. “We need to get in their school. They’ve got all this new security, some serious stuff, and we need you to get us inside. That’s it. We just want to get in and do some damage. It won’t be anything that will get us in trouble or you sent to juvie again.” He softened his tone. “I promise.”

And I was pure and innocent.

I snorted in disbelief. “I’m not stupid and there’s a difference between helping you break in somewhere and lifting something for you. There’s a big difference.”

He flashed me a smile. Oh, whoa. I was suddenly burning up, and, judging from the look in his eyes, he noticed my reaction because the amber was back in his eyes.

“I know you’re not stupid.” He moved closer to wrap a hand around my neck. He bent forward slightly, his mouth just to the side of mine. He was almost kissing me. Without thinking, I closed my eyes and leaned into him, bringing our bodies in contact. His other hand slid from my arm and down my back, ending just on the small of my back. He applied enough pressure, tipping my hips against his.

This was how Brian held me.

At that thought, I softened. My arm slipped around his shoulder, curving around his neck, and I moved my head towards his. Our lips touched, just slightly. There was no pressure. Just a small graze. I hadn’t been kissed like in months. My body wanted it. There was a promise of safety and security. That old feeling I would get from Brian was there.

Brian…

I missed this, even if it wasn’t real, even if it wasn’t with the right guy. I could feel it again, for a small moment. I could slip away from the newness of my world, the fear from being out of my comfort zone and away from my real family. I was tempted. I was so tempted. Neither of us moved, we were at a standstill. Both of us were breathing deeply now and I slipped a finger inside the waistband of his pants and pulled. Tray’s mouth opened over mine. His kiss was rough, taking command.

Opening my mouth, I dipped my head back and granted him better access. As his tongue swept inside, I moved mine against his, and my hands took hold of his shirt. Then I slid my foot around his leg and he grasped it, raising it, pulling my body almost on top of his.

Shit. This was too much, too quick. I pulled away and frowned. It hadn’t been the warm comfort I felt with Brian. I glanced at Tray, seeing that he was just as affected as I was, and I shook my head clear. Tray was not Brian. He was a different type of danger than Brian, and with that thought, I shut it down. I wasn’t going there.

“Just think about it.” He had gone hoarse.

I didn’t trust myself to speak so I just nodded.

“Fine.”

I expected him to go. I expected him to pretend like I didn’t exist, like he’d done over the week, but he didn’t. He lingered and watched my lips.

Oh good god. My heart began beating faster. I hadn’t signed up for this. Before this week, he had never said a word to me. Before this school and before my new family, he would’ve been in a different league than I was.

Guys wanted me. I knew this. I used it as a weapon at times. Guys were dumb. Girls were jealous and while they were experiencing those emotions, I used it, getting what I needed while they were distracted by their internal feelings.

But this guy, I licked my lips without thinking, this guy was different. I felt unbalanced with him. I didn’t have the upper hand, and in those moments, I retreated. That’s what I needed to do now. I started to go, but he hauled me back. My hand went to his chest and I stopped him. “Don’t.”

He ignored me. His hand slid inside my pocket and he pulled my ringing phone out. A new surge of heat rushed to my face as I realized I’d been so distracted by him, that I had missed that. Swearing in my head, I took it from him and pulled away, turning my back to him. “Yeah?”

I didn’t check who was calling. I should’ve.

“Babe.”

It was Brian. Memories of being with him, of being held in his arms, of being sheltered by him assaulted me. I shook my head. “You can’t call me.”

“Taryn,” he said so softly, “come on.”

I shook my head. “You can’t. We talked about this.”

He paused on the other end. I heard his pain. I felt it too, but he was my past, and he had become a bad part of my past. I glanced at Tray. Here was a different guy, one from the ‘right side’ of the tracks. He was asking me to go back there. Hearing Brian’s voice was torture, but I was glad. The decision to keep clean was reaffirmed and I remembered what I could lose, or worse yet, I shuddered, what I could go back to.

“You can’t call me.” My throat swelled. “I’m sorry, Brian.” Then I hung up.

“That was your ex?”

I didn’t respond. No one needed to know my business.

“Look, I get it. I do.”

He didn’t, but I remained silent. My back was still turned to him.

“I wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t important. Your sister said you could get into any building. That’s what her parents had been warned about, that you’re one of the best. I don’t know that world. I don’t. I know my school. I know my friends, and I know that I have to take care of us. Getting into Pedlam will help.”

“It’s a stupid rivalry.”

“It’s not. They fucked us up last time. A lot of guys lost scholarships. I know it sounds stupid, but it’s important to us. It’s important to them.”

It was a stupid rivalry. I couldn’t shake that thought. One prank couldn’t ruin their lives, but it could ruin mine. I turned around. “I’m not doing it. Figure out another way.”

*

Tray had a party that weekend. Mandy had invited me, but a house full of drunk people? It was not tempting. I went for a ride instead. The parents weren’t home, Austin was sleeping at a friend’s for the entire week and weekend, and Mandy had plans to sleep at Devon’s. I didn’t want to spend so much time alone in that massive house. The emptiness was too much at times, so I headed towards Pedlam. Tray mentioned they had new security, and I wanted to check it out. Rawley and Pedlam were two towns in the middle of nowhere. A large river ran between them, but there was no significance to either town. We were surrounded by fields and forest, set smack in the middle of the United States. So it was perplexing why Pedlam would want new security. As I pulled into the parking lot across from it, I wondered why they would post cameras at every corner, including the light posts in the parking lot, and why would they have armed guards? There were two going into the building.

As I watched, nothing stood out. There had been renovations done over the summer, but the new security didn’t make any sense, especially when Pedlam was smaller than and not as wealthy as Rawley. That had been another reason why I hadn’t been so ecstatic when I heard where I’d be living. Rich people were targets for me. I would steal from them, not rub shoulders with them, but it was what it was. On that thought, I headed back. As I pulled out onto the road, a truck was heading my way. It slowed and turned down a gravel road. As I passed it, I saw there were three men in the bed of the truck. They looked rough. No distinct facial features stood out. They were nondescript, but they looked hard. As the car disappeared around a bend in the road, I pulled over and studied where they had gone. The road led out to a field. I’d been down that road before. There was nothing there, a field, trees, and the river. Then I shrugged. They were too far ahead, and I didn’t want to follow them. I drove home. When I got closer to Mandy’s home, I stopped at the diner first. I knew it was the school’s hangout, but since Tray was having his party, I figured it would be empty.

So color me shocked when I saw Tray, Samuel, and Grant in a corner booth. Before I could duck out, not sure if I wanted to stay or go home, Grant waved. “Hey, Mandy’s sister!”

Ignoring the heat from Tray’s scrutiny, I headed their way. “Yes, that’s my name. Mandy’s sister. It’s a bitch to write that out all the time. The teachers are always confused. Mandy or Mandy’s sister. They never know which one is me.”

He laughed and popped a fry into his mouth.

Samuel frowned at him, but said to me, “We thought we’d see you at the party.”

“It’s not my scene,” I lied. Parties were my scene, just not their parties. “Thought you guys would be at the party, since—you know—Tray, you’re hosting it.”

He grinned and leaned back. “Those parties can run themselves.”

“Hmm.” I wasn’t sure what to talk about. These were Mandy’s friends. I was Mandy’s sister and that was extent of our relationship. They didn’t seem interested in explaining why they weren’t at the party, and I wasn’t interested in having a conversation with them, so I headed to the counter and paid for a diet soda. After I filled the cup and headed back, I saw they were gone. I shrugged. Good riddance. But when I went to the parking lot, I wasn’t that lucky.

Tray was leaning against my car. His arms were crossed over his chest, making his upper arms stand out under his shirt. That damn tribal tattoo peeked out of his shirt again, asking for me to lift his sleeve up so I could examine the whole thing. I groaned in my head. Brian had tattoos too, but none of them beckoned to me like his. I didn’t like that. When I stopped in front of him, my eyebrow arched up.

I didn’t say anything. It was on him to talk.

He didn’t say anything.

Fiddling with my straw, I let my mind wander. If this was a game, I was going to win. I’ve spent time on stake-outs, doing surveillance for targets with Brian. For some of those, we had to remain still and silent for hours. This was a win-win for me. If I could piss Tray off as I beat him at his own game, score one for me.

He narrowed his eyes.

I smiled at him and thought back to Pedlam High School. There had been eight cameras. “You’re annoying.”

I pondered those cameras, wondering if there were more, but I focused on him again. “I’ve been told that.”

He laughed briefly and shook his head. “Mandy went back to your house. She said you were gone.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. Where’d you go?”

“Why do you care?” I frowned. “I don’t like the idea of my sister keeping tabs on me and reporting to you.”

“Relax.” He grinned. “She told Devon. I was right there so I heard. There’s no tabs and there’s no reporting going on, but I am curious where you went.”

“Why? I’m none of your business.”

“No.” He shook his head. “But you are damned intriguing. Where do you spend your time?” His tone softened, and he grew pensive.

I reacted to his change. Heat started to build inside me, and there was a small flutter in my chest. Then I rolled my eyes. For fuck’s sakes. What was I doing? Developing a schoolgirl crush? I shook my head. This was the last guy I wanted that to happen with.

I fixed him with a chilly stare. “Aren’t you the busy bee with an inquiring mind.”

He laughed. The sound of it rushed over me and I sucked in my breath. Oh boy. I was in trouble. A corner of his mouth curved up, and he murmured, “For some reason, I am becoming a busy bee with you. You’re not like normal girls, you know.”

“I do know.” I flashed him a smile. “I’m smarter.”

Another laugh from him. It slid over me like a spray of water on a hot day. It was refreshing.

I scowled. It was a headache.

He tilted his head to the side. “You may be right.”

My eyes snapped to his. “Was that a compliment?”

He flashed me a grin. “What have I done to earn this horrible reputation with you? I’m being honest.”