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It could be because of the beautiful blonde siren I’m dying to undress.
don’t wanna cause that look in her gorgeous eyes ever again.
But she wasn’t. I only saw her for two seconds, and I could already tell. She’s cute and quick-witted, with a conscience, unlike the babbling dumbbells Nash normally brings home. She’s my type of girl, not his.
“I was told a Mr. Wilson would be looking for a job as a mechanic.” My gaze narrows, and I can’t help but retort, “Well, that’s true. The only thing that changed is that I don’t have a dick. But it seems like you’re a big enough one for both of us.”
I don’t know what she’s pleading for, but I would give her all of me right here, right now. A kidney? Sure, take it. You know what, take the leg I have left. I don’t need it anyway.
He felt so... safe. Safe and warm and cozy. I’ve never felt like this with a man, and I don’t even know his name.
“I just didn’t want that guy to have it or for it to be lost in his damn boat,” I tell her, meaning every word. “I would love for you to have it, though.” You can have all of me.
“That’s so cool,” Lio whispers, looking up at her with stars in his eyes, and I stroke his hair affectionately. I hope my infatuation isn’t as obvious as his.
Fuck, I wonder how she would smell with my scent mixed in after she’s done moaning my name and gasping for breath.
“Man, you’re beautiful,” he tells me, making North and Saylor scoff simultaneously.
“Can I keep you?” I ask, my soft voice cracking with emotion as my eyes well up too. “As long as I can keep you.”
I can practically see her mind reeling again, spiraling even. Gone is the peaceful expression she just had. I need to fix that.
When I fuck her, the only thing she’ll be drunk on is me.
I already suspected that I was falling for her. Now I know.
“But I’m a mess and all over the place… lost. You deserve someone better. Someone who’s not falling for you as much as she’s falling for your brothers.”
“I can live with a little competition,”
I promise everything will be all right, just stay here. Let me take care of you.” I look up into his beautiful ocean blue eyes.
I’m so desperate for someone to mean it. To want me, flaws and all.
“Here, you need to hold this,” he tells me, holding out his hand curled in a fist, concealing whatever is in it. I assume he wants to give me another piece of sea glass, so I reach out my hand. Instead, he uncurls his fist and interlocks his fingers with mine.
“Oh, please, don’t apologize for having a big dick.”
“Liked what you saw, brother? I didn’t know you were into voyeurism,” Hunter shoots back just as cold.
Idiots. I can’t believe I’m related to these fucking idiots.
I’m a crier, not a quitter. I’m just gonna cry about it while I do it.
I can’t be the anchor when I’m already drowning, nor the lighthouse when my own light is flickering on the verge of being snuffed out.
“Siren, wait!” “Shortcake, please!” “Blue!” I don’t even turn or slow my brisk walk as Saylor and I make our way toward the exit, only putting up my finger and flipping them off over my shoulder. “The crazy one is done with you.”
