Page 80 of Reckless
“Don’t tell her what to do. This ishergym. I’mhersister. And this is supposed to bemyfree time.”
“Okay! On that note, Vivi and I have a date with the bathtub and her rubber duckies.” Summer’s tone is altogether too bright, smile too forced.
Winter turns on her. “You’re taking his side?”
Summer’s head tilts and her eyes roam over Winter’s face. “No, Win. I’m takingyourside. This will be good for you. Go take care of yourself. I’ve got your girl.”
She looks at us both when she saysyour girland makes a show of waving at both Winter and me before turning around and leaving the gym.
“I don’t want to work out with you,” Winter announces without glancing my way.
“Something else you’d rather do instead?”
Winter’s eyes roll as if I exhaust her, but her tone has no malice when she says, “I hate you.”
A chuckle rumbles from the back of my throat, and a knowing smile touches my lips. She didn’t hate me when she tugged me down on top of her. “Haven’t you figured out that doesn’t deter me at all?”
She scoffs, turning away to scan the gym floor. Various machines and weights litter the space in a sort of organized chaos, but in a town this size, it’s quiet at this time of night. The group classes have filtered out and only a few stragglers remain.
“I could take you for tequila again.”
Her shoulders stiffen. “Yeah. That ended so well last time.”
I step closer to her, admiring the elegant column of her neck. She always holds her head so high. I admire that about her. No shame, like the opinions of those around her don’t matter to her—even though I know they do. She’sstrong.
“I think it ended pretty well.” I trail a finger up the indent that runs through the center of her back, right over her spine. She shivers but makes no move to pull away. I lean forward and whisper in her ear. “I still think about pressing you up against that window. The way you trembled when I—”
“That’s not what I meant.” She swallows, eyes full of pride. I see the tip of her tongue dart out over her lips.
“Did you mean Vivi? Because I thought nothing would be sexier than that night. Until I saw you with her.”
A small whimper escapes from her lips, and she steps away. “Yeah, sure. Until you decide you want to trade me in and shack up with some bimbo buckle bunny with a porn voice and give Vivi a new stepmom.”
“What?” My brows knit as she finally turns to me, glancing around to see if anyone is watching us.
She snorts. “I had a dream about it. She was hot. I mean, good for you. It just made me realize things might get complicated. I’ll have to share Christmas morning—”
“With me and my bimbo wife?” I roll my lips in to stifle a laugh.
“Yes!” Her hands shoot out, annoyance billowing from her in waves.
“Can you give me a demo of this porn voice?”
Winter swaps her facial expression, batting her eyelashes so fast it looks like something is stuck in her eye. “Oh, Theo, there aren’t any chairs left. Can I rub my ass all over your lap for Christmas?” she mocks, and I don’t bother holding back the laughter anymore.
“Is that what she said?”
“Basically. Before grinding herself all over you.”
“That sounds like a pretty great Christmas gift.”
Her lips twitch. This conversation is ridiculous, and she knows it. “You’re the fucking worst.”
“You’re the one who’s mad at me for something I did in a dream.”
“I’m not mad at you.” Her arms cross. “I’m mad at the future.”
“Don’t be. I promise you that’s not what the future holds.”
