Page 71 of Branded

“You’d be correct. I’m sorry in advance for anything they say. They like to fuck with me. Especially Grah—”

“So you must be the beauty that’s helping Isaac here be less of a miserable asshole during the day.” Graham appears by our side immediately, nudging me out of the way and extending his hand to her. “It’s nice to see you again, Sawyer.”

“You too.” She says with a smile. “And I hope if he’s in a good mood it’s because of me.”

“Ignore him. We all do,” I tell her.

“That’s no way to talk about me to my face.”

“Go away,” I jest Graham, wrapping my arm around Sawyer’s body, pulling her into my side. “I don’t want you assholes scaring her off. I kinda like her,” I say, then place a kiss on the top of her head.

“Huh, that’s weird. I kinda like you too,” She looks up to me with a sweet grin that I want to kiss off her face.

“Gross,” Graham jokes. “I’ll leave you too it then.” He laughs. “Keep this one in line, Sawyer. He needs it.”

“I can certainly try.”

He slaps me on the shoulder then heads back into the kitchen area, leaving us alone in the front of the station.

“I’m really glad you came,” I tell her honestly.

“I’m really glad I came too.”

The past two months with her have been exactly what we both needed. We’ve had time together, time apart, more sex than either of us can handle, all while still wanting more. She’s genuinely fun to be around. This has been... easy.

“Are you ready for tomorrow night?”

“I’m so nervous, Isaac.” She shifts from foot to foot, like she can’t stand still.

“Why? It’s just Grams. You’ve already met her before.”

“Yeah, in a grocery store months ago. Now I’m meeting her officially. It’s scary.” Her eyes go wide with expression.

“She’ll love you.”

“I hope so.” She hands me the to-go boxes. “I thought you’d like to try this. Pastitsio. It’s a Greek dish. It’s incredible.”

“You don’t have to go yet.”

“No, I should. I don’t want to be the girlfriend who hangs out around your job.” She pushes up on her toes to kiss me.

“I like that word, girlfriend, and no one would care if I showed you around for a little bit.”

I can feel her smile against my lips before she kisses me again. “What time will you pick me up tomorrow or I can just meet you somewhere?”

“I’ll come to you then we’ll go get Grams together.”

“Okay.”

I wrap her up in my arms and squeeze her tightly. “Text me later?”

“Of course.” She steps backward a few paces. “Stay safe out there, okay?”

“Always am.”

She gives me a one finger wave then turns on her heel to leave.

Sawyer

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