Page 65 of The Pass
I back out of the room and pull Sydney with me. “Five minutes. Twenty tops. Pack the cooler while we get ready.”
Sydney yelps and her cheeks pink as I drag her toward the bedroom. Tara rolls her eyes. “You have twelve and then I’m leaving you behind.”
I know she won’t. She hates docking the boat. Plus, she wants to hang out with me too much.
“Why do you look so embarrassed, babe?” I ask once we’re in the bathroom and I start undressing.
“Your sister knows we’re in here to…” She bobs her head. “You know.”
“Have sex?” I bite back a smile as I push my jeans down and my dick springs up.
Sydney slaps my chest playfully. “I want her to like me.”
“She does. She will. Tara’s a little guarded. You just need to spend more time together.” I link my arms behind her back. “A day out on the lake, and a cooler of beer is all you need. Well, that, and a couple of orgasms beforehand.”
Her gaze doesn’t even drop to my penis. “I’m going to help them pack the cooler.”
“One night of sex and I’m already cast aside.” I sigh, loud and dramatic. It doesn’t work. She leaves me holding my dick.
* * *
Jonah textsas we’re preparing to head down to the water, and we decide to head to his place to hang out for the day, instead.
“Jonah, hey,” Tara says with a big grin and hurries off the boat and to him.
“Missed you T. Shaw.” He wraps her into a bear hug and lifts her off the ground.
“Have your biceps gotten bigger?” she asks and makes a big show of wrapping both hands around his right arm.
I shake my head. Just what Jonah needs, someone stroking his ego.
Tara and Jonah take out the jet skis and the rest of us set up a giant raft on the lake. Tara’s a daredevil zipping along the water ahead of Jonah. Corinne is pretty much her polar opposite, but I guess that’s why they’ve been friends so long. Ollie and my sister’s reserved friend go up to the pool leaving me and Sydney to ourselves.
It’s another perfect day with my favorite person sprawled out next to me, a beer in hand, the sun high in the sky.
“Have Tara and Jonah hung out a lot?” Sydney asks, and I follow her line of sight where they sit dead in the water. My sister’s head is thrown back and even from fifty yards her laughter carries.
“Nah, not really. A couple of times when she’s come down over the summer.”
“I don’t think she likes me very much.” Sydney smooths a hand over the flyaway hairs that have escaped from her ponytail.
“She’s just salty about Amelia.”
“What do you mean?”
“Tara liked her. They met that weekend Amelia went home with me and they’ve kept in touch.”
“I don’t understand why that would make her dislike me.”
I rub a hand over my jaw. “Tara thinks that you’re the reason Amelia and I broke up.”
“Why would she think that? You told her Amelia broke up with you, right? Wait, Ameliadidbreak up with you, didn’t she?”
I hesitate.
“Tanner?” Sydney’s voice lifts and her brown eyes widen. “You told me Amelia broke up with you.”
“She did. That was true.”
