“That doesn’t answer my question,” Sam says. I rub the back of my neck, what the hell do I say? Yes. “Just so you know, I wouldn’t care if you did. I’ve never liked any of the guys she’s dated. But I like you.”
“We’re not dating.”
“Shh,” he says, looking around, “the rest of the world thinks you are.”
“Shouldn’t we say something?”
“No. I honestly think the only reason Josh has stayed away from her is because he thinks she’s dating you. So, you need to keep dating her,” he says.
“But I’m not, your sister isn’t interested,” I argue with him.
“Her girls will talk her into the plan, trust me.”
“Shouldn’t Harper have a say, it’s her life?” I ask him.
“My sister is stubborn. This is a brilliant plan, she just needs to come around to it. Just don’t cheat on her. I know people,” he warns.
“Fucking hell, Sam.” He shrugs as he starts running again. “I can’t cheat on her if we aren’t dating.”
“Are you hooking up with other girls?” he asks.
“No.”
“Plan on it?”
“No.”
“Just going to The Paradise Clubs?” he continues to push.
“I guess. Honestly, I haven’t thought about it.” Because most nights my hand is wrapped around my cock, jerking off to images of his sister.
“Are you telling me women aren’t hitting you up all the time?”
“Puck bunnies don’t count,” I tell him.
“Really?”
“You know they are either after you as a notch on their belt, to get knocked up, or try to move from bunny to WAG,” I explain.
“That takes the fun out of it.” He chuckles. “Hey, do you have any plans next week?”
“Nothing, other than trying to find a place to live. Issy likes her space.”
“I have a million rooms in my home, you can crash there for a bit if Issy is getting sick of you,” Sam says as we continue running.
“Thanks, but I need to find somewhere permanent.”
“Fair enough. Well, in the meantime, did you wanna come with Nate and me to check out an island he’s thinking of buying?”
“Where?”
“South Pacific.”
“Is Harper going?” I ask.
“Will that change your mind?”
“No. I just don’t want to ambush her again.”