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My phone dings with a notification, and I flinch at the obtrusive sound, my heart kicking up a notch as if I was caught doing something I shouldn’t be, which, I guess, isn’t exactly off-base. Digging the phone out of my purse, I scan the notification. My cheeks heat, and a gasp slips out of me. Holy crap on a cracker. It’s an airdrop notification. From someone I most definitely don’t know. Colt Thorne would like to share a note. Colt Thorne? Is he Colt Thorne? My teeth dig into my bottom lip as I glance up at the truck again, but the space is empty, and the light is green. Shit. A loud honk
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I drive the rest of the way home in silence, parking in the driveway while attempting to erase the last ten minutes from my life like it’s a dirty bathroom in need of bleach. Unfortunately, it’s a waste of time. Because even though I’m in a relationship, I can’t erase the fact that it’s nice. Being wanted. Appreciated.
Apparently, if you tell my sob story to the right people, they’ll sweep almost anything under the rug. Including a sex scandal with your professor’s wife.
BRO
Theodore Taylor runs off booze, tits, and hockey like a toddler does with sippy cups, Disney+, and naptime.
I don’t feel like being anyone’s daddy. Except theirs,”
“M’lady,” he says, his tone laced with sarcasm. I look down at his hand still hidden beneath the girl’s crop top. My lips pucker like I’ve tasted something sour. “Such a gentleman.” But as I try to slip past him, he grabs my bicep with his free hand and keeps me in place, his hot gaze holding mine and wreaking havoc on my insides. He leans closer and whispers, “You have no idea.”
Busier, though. Especially lately.
First sign of a cheater
Logan screams Prince Charming, Colt screams bad idea.
“Because joking with my friend’s girlfriend is one thing but screwing her in the kitchen is probably against the roommate agreement, don’t you think?”
“How’s your little sister doing?” Theo asks, bringing me back to the present. I blink slowly, whiplashed. “Blakely?” “Do you have another sister?” I laugh and shake my head. “She’s fine. Why?” “Just wondering.” He leans against the counter, trying to act casual, which only sends the warning bells in my head into full-blown beast mode.
He gotta crush
Theo’s never cared to have a relationship. Ever. He insists it’s because there’s only one Theo to go around, and it would hurt too many women’s feelings if he was off the market.
Why didn’t he notice you were wearing my shirt before you left his room?”
“Want to know a secret, Sunshine?” His tongue darts out between his lips, and his gaze drops to my mouth, then flicks back to my eyes. “I would’ve noticed.” He walks away but pauses near the stairs. “And you’re right. You and I don’t know each other. But I’ll let you keep the shirt. It looks good on you.”
“No, I’m almost always right, but you don’t seem like someone who concedes easily.”
But when you’re the villain in your own story, it’s hard to stop yourself from fighting for the opposite in someone else’s. Even if it’s only for a minute.
“Then, you’re not allowed to be jealous,” he growls. “I’m not jealous.” “Could’ve fooled me.”
And what I hate most? How it hurts to watch them go, especially when I have no right to let it.
But he didn’t mention my dress. And I hate how I noticed.
“Tell me, Sunshine.” He pauses, and I hold my breath. “Did he notice?”
“The sheets are tempting,” I rasp. “But I think I still prefer you in my T-shirt.”
Logan: I found someone else. We’re over.
You what bitch
“You’re a ray of sunshine, Ash. You’re the only thing I’ve been looking forward to since I moved back. Maybe even before then,” he admits, his eyes going hazy. “Since my dad died.”
“Let me be a gentleman, Sunshine.”
Colt: It means I kinda miss you, Sunshine.
“But enough sad talk. It’s making me depressed.” She slips out of the booth and grabs a glass of water from the table. “Sorry about this.” With a quick flick of her wrist, she splashes it in Colt’s face and yells, “We’re over!” She stomps away, leaving me alone with Colt. “I guess that’s one way to end a relationship,”
I almost laugh but choke it back as Theo pushes himself away from the wall and stalks closer to Blakely. “I get my cardio in ways other than running.” “Such as?” “I skate, and I fuck.” Blakely snorts. “Of course, you do. But now that I know they’re on the official approved Teddy regimen, I’ll be sure to give them a try since I’m at college like a big girl.” “You don’t skate.” “You’re right.” Blakely clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “I guess I’ll have to focus on the fucking part.” His gaze drops to her mouth as the curse slips past her lips, leaving Mia and me exchanging
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Didn’t know you were going to put a baby in me this trip, Mr. Thorne.” His skin turns pale as he chokes out, “What?” I rub my stomach again, turning sideways to show him my profile. “A pasta baby.” With a quirked brow, he counters, “You think you’re funny, do you?” My teeth dig into my lower lip as I bite back my grin. “Maybe a little. You should’ve seen your face, though.” I do a chef’s kiss with my fingers. “Perfection.”
“Nice catching up, Logan,” I spit, nearly choking on the lump in my throat, but I swallow it back. “I hope you catch an STD and your dick falls off.”
I love his smile. The one reserved for me.
He isn’t usually an angry guy. Most of the time, he’s laid back and––dare I say it––almost jovial. Like Santa Claus. Except sexier and without the massive belly. Well. Unless I’m around. Then, he’s the Grinch with a side of Jack the Ripper.
He slams his mouth against mine,
