How could I not? Her hair was hanging down in a long, silky ponytail across her bare back. I wanted to drag my fingers across her soft skin and lean in to whisper inappropriate things into her ear. It made me uncomfortable to think about the other guys looking her in that shirt the way I was. She looked sexy as hell. I tried not let myself think about the way her jeans hugged her just right, the denim stretched taut over that perfect little ass. I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and carry her out of there. I played it cool, kept my distance from the crowd, not letting but a few people know I was there. I watched her bounce around the backyard, January following her every move. When she and Hap started playing beer pong, I was grateful that she was by his side. I knew that Jan had been looking out for her, but it made me feel better to know there was a guy to keep the crowd of horny bastards that were lined up to talk to her at bay. I’d hung out with Hap a few times over the years and we’d played basketball together since junior high school.
