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“Fine, if you feel like you’re going to be tempted.” He grabbed another t-shirt and pulled it on. We sat down on the edge of the bed, our thighs resting against each other, our shoulders touching. We sat there for a few seconds in awkward silence, and then we both looked at each other.
“So,” he said. His gaze fell to my legs.
“So,” I said. My gaze was drawn to his luscious lips. I wondered what it would be like to kiss him, and I wondered what would happen if I did, though I wouldn’t dare go for it. That would change everything.
“Maybe you should choose the movie now, Sadie.” Wyatt got up suddenly. “I’m going to go and get a drink. Do you want anything?”
“Sure, a beer or some wine would be great.”
“Okay.” He hurried out of the room.
I sat there looking after him, wondering what he was thinking, wondering what he’d really thought about me and my new sexy underwear. I felt like something had changed between us, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. It felt awkward, but neither one of us had really said anything to make it awkward.
I guess I’d never looked like that before. I wondered if he thought my thong was sexy or if he just thought that I looked like an idiot. I’d ask him when he came back. I really wanted to know what his opinion was.
Chapter Sixty-Three
Wyatt
“Holy shit,” I mumbled. I adjusted myself as I made my way to the kitchen.
Sadie had looked sexy. I shook my head in complete and utter confusion as I thought about what I’d just seen. She’d been wearing a black thong that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. She had an ass unlike any I’d seen on a woman before, and I certainly hadn’t expected that in my best friend. And that bra! Damn, I was going hard just thinking about it. Her nipples had been hard and poking through the thin material. I swallowed hard as I made my way into the kitchen. She had looked sexier than I’d ever seen her before.
What the hell was going on? I was pissed off that she was wearing those things. Not because I didn’t like them. I loved them. But I didn’t want to see them on her, and I certainly didn’t want any other man seeing her in them. She was too innocent and sweet, and I knew that she wanted love so badly that she could very well end up in a bad situation.
And any guy who saw her looking like that? Well, they wouldn’t be as strong as me. They wouldn’t be able to resist the goods she had on offer. They’d want to take her. And knowing Sadie, she’d think it was because they were in love with her when all they wanted would be to fuck her. I was going to have to talk some sense into her.
“Hey, what’s up?” Chet looked up from the kitchen table where he was reading a newspaper.
“What are you doing in here? It’s late.”
“Yeah. I just figured I’d spend some time in the kitchen.” He flipped a page of the newspaper. “You know, in case anyone needed something.”
“In case anyone needed something?” I raised an eyebrow at him. “What are you talking about?”
“I don’t know. In case Eloise or Arya got lost or something.”
“In case Eloise or Arya got lost at nine o’clock at night in our house?” I stared at him. “Really, Chet?”
“What? I’m just trying to be helpful.” He folded the newspaper and stood up. “They’re our guests, and I want to make sure that they have everything that they need.”
“So you just figured you’d sit in the kitchen reading.” I looked at the paper. “The Wall Street Journal? What the what?”
“Shut up, Wyatt.” He punched me in the shoulder. “Anyway, I’m going to my room.”
“Okay, then.”
“Why are you in here?”
“I’m just going to get me a beer and a beer for Sadie.”
“Oh, she’s staying over again?
“Yep. We’re going to watch a movie or something.”
“In your bedroom?” He raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
