Dangerous Games by Selene Chardou Page A

Evie were both at home and relaxing before they drifted to sleep. He would never get drunk or high before a drop. That was just stupid and bad business sense.
    Finn took the drug paraphernalia from Evie and used his shot glass to crush the Oxycontin before he mixed it equally with powdered cocaine. An Oxyball—similar to a speedball except instead of heroin, Oxycontin was used—could be snorted, smoked or injected. That was usually the order of use and how a user progressed.
    Carmelita snorted them in front of Dylan but he had witnessed her smoking them when she thought no one was around. The smell alone gave it away. Soon, she would progress to the needle because smoking it was just nasty all the way around. No one wanted to suffer from “rotten-teeth” syndrome, and plus the human body had so many hidden veins. Most women started at the toes and progressed to the clit if they were trying to hide it.
    It was crazy how much information Finn knew about drugs but he also knew Evie wasn’t a drug addict. Like most young people, she liked to get high but she didn’t need it to function. He would rather she got high around him than with her friends in L.A. where he had absolutely no control over what she did.
    Finn used his credit card to mix and then made four neat, straight lines. “We’ll divide. I don’t want you doing all that. Plus we are drinking JD so that has dulled our senses as it is. The last thing I need is you OD’ing. In fact, only snort a half a line starting out.”
    Evie sat up in bed and chuckled. “Why Finbar Reilly, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were worried about my well being.”
    “I am. Please…say yes to the marriage thing because I am not kidding. I want you to be my wife and the mother of my children.”
    She snorted half her line before she handed the mirror back to Finn and the rolled up twenty-dollar bill. He snorted his whole line and set the mirror on the bedside table.
    “Finn, I turn twenty in, like, a week. What the hell would you do with me, and how do you know I am the ‘one?’ We’re too young to get married, and just live foot loose and fancy free.”
    “I’m twenty-four and I know what I want. I want you. I have always desired you with every bone in my body. The thought of your delicious skin pressed against mine drives me wild but I have too much respect to take anything from you that you weren’t willing to give,” he replied in a voice filled with passion.
    This wasn’t the drugs talking, this was him, and he knew she understood this as well.
    Evie placed her perfectly manicured hands on his face, and pulled him in for a kiss. It started off soft and breezy but the moment his tongue pushed between her butter-soft lips, their kiss turned passionate.
    She was the first to pull away and end their lip-lock. “I know you are ready, baby. This is my way of telling you I am not ready yet. I don’t know what I am doing in college, and my mother is head over heels with a man who is barely ten years older than me come next week.”
    “How is your mother’s love life your issue unless you are attracted to your soon-to-be stepfather. Is this the case?” he inquired though he didn’t really want an answer to this question because he was scared the answer would be something he wouldn’t want to hear.
    “Um, no, I’m not.” Evie stared at him before she licked her lips suggestively and that movement instantly made his cock twitch. “I don’t even know the fucking guy—I’ve never met him. That’s not why. It doesn’t have anything to do with me having to sow any wild oats either. You’re the one for me—I know that—but why can’t we just be committed for a while before we decide to get married. At least wait until I am old enough to drink so I can consume champagne or a cocktail at my own wedding?”
    Finn pulled her closer to him and caressed her silky hair. “I am so scared I will lose you and I…am willing to do anything for that not to