Page 55 of Sinful as They Come
I rolled my eyes. “He’s literally the worst person I’ve ever met in my entire life. Just the worst.”
“His cousin’s kinda funny, though.” Annie looked over her shoulder, trying to check the long-haired boy out subtly. “What’s his deal?”
“Brodie’s a nice guy. He’s actually really sweet and creative. Weird how he and Sawyer are related. One of them has to be adopted,” I mumbled.
Annie chuckled. “Sawyer isn’t that bad. Come on. He’s got that ruggedly handsome thing going on too.”
I gave Annie a look. “Stop.”
“I mean, I know you only have eyes for Carter.” She nudged me. “Who can’t seem to keep his hands off of you tonight.”
I blushed at her words. Carter had been a little handsy during dinner. Handsier than usual. I could still feel his heavy touch on my thigh from when we had sat down at the dinner table. And the way his fingers ran along my skin, getting closer and closer to my center. He had held me close to him, keeping an arm wrapped around me when we had finished withour meals. He had been kissing me all night. Much more than he would do normally. I didn’t mind it. I loved his touch. I loved him. He just seemed unable to keep his hands off of me all night. Normally he did that in private. In his room or at his house – not with people around.
He had been on his phone when me and Annie left the cabin, engrossed in some conversation. I had wondered who he was talking too, but he took off before he could answer.
“You noticed that too?” I wondered, my cheeks still feeling hot.
“Duh. Everyone did. Sawyer seemed to find it downright scandalous.” She laughed.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I frowned.
“He just looked… I don’t know, annoyed? A little pissed off?”
When wasn’t Sawyer pissed off?
“It was probably just disgust.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t care what he has to say or think. Especially about me and Carter.”
“Speak of the devil…” Annie said quietly.
I looked around, spotting Sawyer with his hands in his pockets. Brodie and Lucas were by his side, the both of them offering us a friendly wave.
“I only came here ‘cause it’s fucking cold and I’m sick of you hogging the fire,” was Sawyer’s greeting to me.
“I didn’t ask,” I said quietly. “And I don’t care. And I’m not hogging the fire. There’s plenty of fire for all of us.”
Sawyer rubbed his hands together before holding them against the flames. “All of us, huh? I mean, you don’t have to be here.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “I was here first, thank you very much.”
“No, I mean, you don’t have to be here. At the cabin. At Alden Lake,” he said, eyes locked on to mine. “And if I knew you were coming along, I would not have accepted the invitation. Thanks, Brodie.”
“Hey, I didn’t know she was coming.” Brodie threw his hands up before his eyes widened. “I didn’t mean it like that, Holly.”
“I sure as fuck did,” Sawyer said swiftly.
I shook my head at Sawyer. “You think I want you here or something? It’s bad enough that I have to see you at school. Seeing you on the weekendsounds like some kind of terrible nightmare I’ve had in the past.”
“Aw, you dreamin’ about me, princess?” Sawyer asked with a grin.
I rolled my eyes. “You wish.”
“I really don’t.”
“Things were nice and quiet until you got here, Sawyer.”
“Like I said earlier, you’re free to leave. The night is still young if you wanna head on back home and take your annoying, little boyfriend with you.”
“Again. I was here first. And also: Carter is not annoying.”
