18-Secret

Ryker's POV

"You're coming with me." I told her as I bent a little, placed my hands on her midriff and at the back of her thighs before picking her up easily.

"Hey, put me down!" She started to protest as she kicked her legs in the legs, but I didn't let go of her.

I was about to turn and walk out of the frat house when Brandon appeared in front of me. He watched Shea closely before looking at me with a knowing smirk. I gently placed Shea on her feet and she hit me with her little fist which I barely felt any effect. She swayed backwards but I was quick to catch her.

"Man, she's so drunk." Brandon muttered. "Oh! By the way, there's a game of spin the bottle in the first room up the stairs. Wanna join?" Brandon asked me.

Shea gasped and slurred, "A game of spin the bottle? I've always wanted to play one. Where are they going to play it?"

I rolled my eyes at her and said, dryly, "He just said the room up the stairs, Grumps."

Before I knew what was happening, Shea was out of my sight an