"Hey," she replied.

She waited for you to catch up.

You could see her breath. She had pulled a small leather jacket on over her dress, but was still showing a lot of leg for January. She had to be either really cold or really drunk. She pulled it off either way.

"So how do you know Ryan?" You knew exactly how she knew Ryan, you just kind of felt like, "Hey we grew up in the same town and went to the same school," was not the best way into that topic.

"Oh wow!" She furrowed her brow, "From a long time ago, like when I was a kid."

Rory was hard to catch off guard, but she looked genuinely surprised. You're pretty sure they use to bone.

She tells you that you've always looked really familiar, and you try to pull off being surprised at finding out where she went to school. You go back and forth matching up people you both know or don't know, remember or don't remember.

"Weird about that party getting canceled like right before New Years. Yeah? Who does that?" It would be weird if it had happened, if you'd actually had plans.

"...yeah weird. Actually that's just what I told Tristan so that I could come out and fuck you."

You laugh like it was 100% true, and so does she.

"How fucking drunk are those two??" Rory smirks and rolls her eyes as she gets to the door. Tristan and Isabel had left it wide open and there was a trail of discarded clothing leading down the hall to where the bedrooms were.

You were halfway down the hall when you heard glass clink behind you.

"Mr. Presumptuous!" Rory pours you both another drink and sits on the couch, legs crossed. You watched her kick off her shoes and joined her.

You talked for a while, not really drinking. It was fun telling stories about old friends. She laughed a lot. You liked her smile and the way she looked at you when she thought you might be stretching the truth.

It was hard to remember exactly when her hand went from your thigh to your shirt, but she was lightly tugging on it, and it was all you could think about. Her long black nails grazed your skin and you felt a rush.

She must have been feeling the same thing, because without a word she straddled your lap and pulled your shirt off. Staring you in the eyes, she lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside. You kissed and ground your hips into each other. Your cock was throbbing.