The flare of her hips and her soft, round ass. And how her stunning eyes watched everything he did with an unmasked hunger he wanted toanswer to, so fucking badly he was turning into a walking zombie, because he couldn’t sleep without dreaming about her.
“I’ll break his neck.”
“Why are you so hard on Tanner lately? You know he tries to emulate everything you do.”
Jealousy.
It had turned him into a snarling beast. Jealousy over how Sunny gave even a second of attention elsewhere that wasn’t on him. He had yet to confront Tanner about his feelings for her. He knew once that box was open, there was no putting the lid back on it.
“He shouldn’t be giving you booze.” He grated.
“It was my decision. He didn’t force it on me.” Her face morphed into frustration. Just making her lovelier. “I’m not a child anymore, Sebastian, but no one around here seems to notice that.”
He’d noticed. He’d noticed too damn much.
His heart was a bruised thing in his chest for how much he missed her when she was away in Texas. The miles he put on his bike to stand and watch her from far away were ridiculous. But he wouldn’t stop. She’d pulled away from him once she headed to college. Her calls became less frequent, or she’d take days to reply to messages, but he couldn’t figure out why. But their friendship slipped into place when she was home for a holiday weekend, and he felt whole again.
It was as if Seb were two people.
The boy who grew up protecting her.
And now the man who wanted her.
“People make dumb as fuck decisions when they’re drinking, sunbeam. I don’t want you to be one of those people.”
She frowned, and his heart lurched, dying to grab her in a way that wasnotfriendly.
He was still trying to fix the two men together, trying to make it right in his head and that he wasn’t some sick fucker for hungering after her like a thirst he couldn’t quench.
All he had left were his short-leash principles. For Sunny, he could hold on to them for a while longer.
“Like fucking club groupies, you mean?”
His eyes snapped open wider. “Mind your fucking tongue, Sunny.”
“Why? You talk like that.”
“You’re sweeter than me.”
The frown melted off her face, and she gave him her bright smile.
“I am, aren’t I?”
“Yes, so no more talking vulgar.”
“The club girls talk like that.”
“You’re not a club girl.” He reminded her.
In the hierarchy of the Souls world, Sunny Hawk was royalty because she was the VP’s daughter.Untouchable.
And Seb wanted to touch her in ways that would get him shot if Hawk found out. It was an unspoken, yet respectful, rule that no brothers would approach female relatives. But he figured that rule was bendable once Hawk started dating Gia, Rider’s sister.
Hawk was a loose cannon, and Seb knew once he broached that subject, he’d have to do it cautiously.
“I could be.” She said, and Seb had to drag his mind back.
What did she mean by that?
