Libby’s POV
Our eyes met across the murky bar, flickered and he disappeared. We'd come here to the sleaziest bar in Kensington to party. My parents thought we were having my birthday sleepover at Connie's and the boys' parents thought they were at Jason's. My eighteenth birthday present from Jake had been a fake ID, I was a sophomore at Colorado U. So here we were, at a bar crappy enough to take our fake IDs. My eighteenth birthday present from all of my friends was to get really drunk for the first time.
"And to get you a cute boy," Jenny whispered in my ear before bursting into the giggles with Connie. Their plan was to set me up with Ben or Will. After I was good and drunk, one of them would lead me through a few stumbling dances to the juke box music. We'd be led by our friends back
