#Chapter 20: Bad Taste

Rowena “You taste sweet.” I was left stunned beneath the bright flashing lights of the homecoming dance. In an instant, Eric was gone; I was alone on the dance floor after an intense kiss with… My brother? This had to be a joke. But even if it was, it was too far. The incident in my room on the couch was bad enough, but this? This was way over the line. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my arm. I spun around, breathless, to see Adrian standing there. He still looked a bit confused. “You okay?” he asked. “Your brother took you away so abruptly. Did he need to talk to you or something?” I swallowed and nodded. “Yeah, uh… We just needed to talk. I’m sorry,” I said. “I hope your dance with Heather was nice.” Adrian shrugged. “Want another drink?” “I, um…” I froze, staring down at my empty hand where the punch cup had been before but was gone now. The idea of sipping a bit more to calm my nerves was appealing, but… “I think I actually need to go home,” I blurted out.