marking their territory along the way, and I found myself wishing I’d skipped the party altogether.
We’d been there for almost an hour when Derek came over to me and asked, “You ready for another one?”
I was on my fourth beer and already feeling a buzz when he handed me another full cup. With a wicked grin, he pulled out several pills from his back pocket and dropped them into his drink. After swirling it around for a few seconds, he said, “I’ll be right back.”
I was surprised to see that he was heading over to Sara Locke, one of the girls from the club. Her father was one of the brothers of Satan’s Fury, but that didn’t seem to slow him down. In fact, from the way he was eye fucking her, he obviously had a thing for her. Sara was a little younger than most of the girls at the party, but she was by far the most attractive around. She was wearing a short skirt with black cowboy boots and a sweater with a slight V, showing off all of her curves. Her long, dark hair fell loose around her shoulders and barely covered her breasts. There was no doubt about it—she was a fucking knockout. When Sara noticed Derek walking in her direction, she glared at him suspiciously, her fierce, blue eyes watching his every move. A lustful smile spread across Derek’s face as he approached her and offered her his drink. She hesitantly took the drink from his hand and seemed leery as she studied what was inside the cup. For several seconds, she just held the cup in her hand, swishing it from side to side, but when her friend encouraged her to take a drink, all of her doubts were quickly forgotten. Just as she brought the cup to her mouth, Derek glanced back at me and winked, giving me an evil grin. He continued to talk to Sara and her friends for a few more minutes, then he playfully swatted her on the ass before strutting back over to me.
“What the fuck did you just do?” I barked.
“Relax, man. I just got the party started, brother,” he snickered. “Nothing better than easy pussy.”
“You fucking drugged her?” I roared.
“Fuck, yeah, I did. Now keep your damn voice down.”
“Look, man, I’ve got no problem if the chick is willing, and hell, Sara looks hot tonight… damn hot. I’d be all over that shit, but taking what hasn’t been offered isn’t an option.”
“Didn’t realize you were such a fucking tight ass, Cotton. Guess I was wrong about you after all,” he huffed, then turned back to his buddies, bragging once again about what he’d just done.
Everyone except Derek’s crew seemed completely unaware of what had taken place, which pissed me off even more. I couldn’t take my eyes off Sara, but I wasn’t the only one. Derek was watching her like a hawk, waiting for his drugs to kick in. Seeing the hungry look in his eyes when he ogled her repulsed me even more. The guy had no honor, no reservations about what he was doing, and I hated him for it. I had no idea how many girls had come before Sara, but I refused to let him get away with it again. Along with one of Derek’s sidekicks, I noticed that her eyes were glassing over and her balance was off, but I caught my break when several girls approached Derek and his buddies. They were momentarily distracted and didn’t see Sara when she started staggering toward the stairs. Knowing it might be my only chance to help her, I cautiously followed and found her in Mindy’s parents’ room. I’d prayed Derek had just been fucking around, but when I found Sara’s lifeless body sprawled out across the bed, there was no doubt he’d drugged her. She was completely out of it, and I knew I had to do whatever I could to protect her.
When I heard Derek’s voice drawing closer, I rushed over and locked the door. I turned back, glancing at Sara lying there on the bed, and it was all I could do to keep from slamming my fist through the wall. I wanted to stomp Derek’s ass, but unfortunately, I knew I couldn’t take him on with all of his buddies in tow. There were just too many of them and they weren’t the type to fight fair. When I heard the taunting shouts of my name vibrating