Page 47 of Sweet Temptation (Men of Honor 2)
“Because I knew you would make a big fucking deal about it.”
“I don’t fit in here, Sawyer!” my voice cracks with hurt and frustration. “Fuck that! You belong wherever I do.”
I turn my face away and swipe angrily at the tear that escapes. He blows out a frustrated breath, “Come on, baby, don’t cry.” Leaning over, he grabs me and hauls me over to his lap so I’m straddling him in the driver’s seat. He cups my face, bringing my gaze to his, “This isn’t a big deal, Grace. Yes, my parents have money, but my dad worked his ass off to have all this. They’re good people which you will soon see, and they’re going to love you, I promise.”
I look away, still not feeling sure about any of this. When I don’t say anything he leans in and starts planting soft kisses along my cheek. I try not to let his delectable lips distract me. “You should have told me. I shouldn’t have found out like this.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry. I really wanted you to come with me and I didn’t think you would if you knew.”
He’s right, I probably wouldn’t have.
He unzips my jacket now so he can drag his mouth down my throat. “Come on, baby, tell me you forgive me.” I let out a small moan when he cups my ass and brings me against his erection. The dull ache I have comes roaring to life.
I let out a sigh as he trails his lips back up my neck, “I forgive ya. Just don’t keep things from me, it ain’t right.”
“I promise, Cupcake, nothing else. Now let’s kiss and make up.”
Giggling, I wrap my arms around his neck then attack his sexy mouth. Sawyer ends my control quickly and kisses me like he’s starvin’ for me. I moan as his delicious taste drugs my senses. Our tongues slide together in perfect desperate rhythm. Anticipation hums through me as he moves one hand under my shirt and slides it up my ribs. Right when I’m lost in it all, and just about to start ripping clothes off, a loud bang startles me out of my fog.
Squealing, I fly off Sawyer back into the passenger seat. Looking over I see some girl, who I’m assuming is one of his sisters, with her face plastered against his window. “What are you doing in there, big brother?”
Even though I’m incredibly embarrassed right now I can’t help but laugh at the ridiculous face that’s squished against the glass.
“Jesus Christ!” Sawyer lets out heatedly, while glowering at his sister through the window. She gives him a sweet smile and waves her fingers at him.
It makes me laugh harder. He lets out a frustrated breath then looks over at me, “All right let’s get this fucking over with so I can get your beautiful ass alone.” He winks, giving me one of his panty droppin’ grins.
I smile back, but it quickly vanishes when I look out my window and see his family standing on the massive front steps.
Oh god, did they all see us makin’ out? Oh no, they’re going to think I’m nothin’ but a two-bit whore! I watch Sawyer get out on his side and see his sister attack him. She throws her arms around his neck and kisses his cheek.
“You can do this, Grace. Pull yourself together,” I mumble under my breath.
By the time I work up enough nerve to open my door Sawyer is already there, helping me down. He takes my cold, clammy, shakin’ hand in his big, warm one and keeps me by his side.
“Grace, this annoying squirt is my youngest sister Sam,” he says introducing me to the girl who interrupted us. She’s beautiful, just like Sawyer. Long blonde hair, green eyes that are lighter than his and flawless skin that looks like porcelain.
She gives me a radiant smile then surprises me by wrappin’ me in a hug. “Nice to meet you. Sorry for interrupting, but I’ve been awaiting my brother’s arrival impatiently.”
I hug her back. “Oh uh, that’s all right. Sorry you had to interrupt anythin’,” I reply blushing furiously.
She leans back, looking at me with that radiant smile still in place. “Oh you’re cute. I love your accent.”
Accent?
Before I can ponder that too much a loud squeal comes from the front steps, and another beautiful blonde comes running down the stairs, launching herself at Sawyer. After she hugs and kisses his cheek she wraps him in a headlock, or at least she tries to but Sawyer quickly throws her upside down. “Put me down, you brute!” she playfully hits at him.
Sawyer keeps her hanging upside down then turns to me, “And this one here is my sister Jesse. She thinks she’s tough so I’m constantly having to prove her wrong.”
Jesse sticks out her hand to me as she hangs upside down, “Hi, Grace, nice to meet you.”
I take her hand, “Hi, it’s nice to meet ya too.”
She smiles then looks up at Sawyer. “She’s pretty. How did you land someone like her with your ugly mug.”
I laugh, but Sawyer grunts unamused. Sam walks up to them and lays a loud smack on Jesse’s butt. “Hey!” she shouts, slapping at Sam. Then she slaps Sawyer. “All right let me up now, all the blood is rushing to my head.”
Sawyer smiles mischievously down at her and shakes his head. Jesse narrows her eyes, “If you don’t let me up I’ll be forced to tell Grace about the time when you were ten and cried because…”
Her words get cut off sharply when Sawyer hauls her upright and slaps a hand over her mouth. I raise a questioning eyebrow at his glare. “She’s goddamn lying.”
“Sawyer Evans, watch your language!”
My gaze draws to a beautiful blonde woman walking down the steps. Even though she just scolded Sawyer on his swearin’, she has the kindest smile I have ever seen on someone. It’s the kind of smile that instantly makes you smile back, and know that she’s an incredibly sweet woman.
