Max POV
The sight of my sister and her friends jumping around and laughing their heads off will be a memory I'll hold onto forever. I'd never seen Bunny so happy before, but that wasn't what was so memorable. No, it was the girl who had run into me. She was petite, her creamy skin a contrast to the dark black hair and doe-like eyes staring at me. I'd never seen somebody so beautiful. She was mesmerizing. She was also, I realized instantly, extremely drunk, and so was my sister.
I wanted to keep staring at the girl named Riley, but it felt inappropriate. I was several years older than her. Not only that, but there was a haunted expression on her face, one that signified pain or grief. Whatever she was going through, it was something deep. That only made me feel more possessive of her, th
