Chapter 7

“Put your dress back on now,” he growled, and turned around, his back facing me.

“No,” I growled right back.

He is the one who called me a whore. I have not done a single thing at this party, hell in my whole life, to deserve to be called that.

“I said, put the damn dress back on,” he demanded.

“And I said no,” I shrugged and leaned back against the wall.

Maybe it was the alcohol coursing through my bloodstream, but I felt very brave, and I wanted to have a little fun. Nothing seems more fun to me right now than to mess with Sean.

“You are the one who followed me in here Sean,” I reminded him, biting my bottom lip, feeling my body buzzing with excitement. “You should have let Jeremy come in here with me.”

“So he could take advantage of you?” Sean spit, still not turning around, but I watched as his shoulder grew tight and his breathing becoming rapid.

“Maybe I would have taken advantage of him,” I whispered, and grinned. Megan would be proud of me right now.

“You don't even know