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“I don’t know,” I said softly, staring at her lips and reaching my hand down to cup her ass lightly. She made a little moaning sound, and I started getting hard, really hard, and she hadn’t even touched my cock. The reaction was swift, and I knew she could feel it against her stomach. She stepped back, her eyes widening.
“I should go,” she said softly.
“I thought you just said you were going to stay.”
“But you said you want me to go.”
“I want you to stay more than I want you to go.” If she stayed, something would happen that would change our relationship forever. But I was too drunk to make smart decisions.
I wanted to feel her next to me. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to breathe her in. I wanted to know Sadie in ways that I had never known her before.
“What are you thinking about, Wyatt Hamilton?” She stroked my shoulder, her touch warm and soft.
“I’m thinking that I want to know why you thought I called you to come over tonight,” I said softly. Had Sadie come here for a completely different reason? Had Sadie come here wanting to be seduced by me?
And did I really want that as well?
Chapter Seventy
Sadie
I felt like a fool.
I’d actually thought Wyatt was going to declare his undying love for me or at least tell me that he liked me. I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me and the rug had been swept from under my feet. Wyatt had called me over here so he could moon me?
I mean, I wasn’t going to lie. He had a perfect ass, and I wasn’t sure what he’d been talking about when he’d said he was pale white. His ass was just as golden brown as the rest of his body, which led me to think that perhaps he did sunbathe nude and I just didn’t know about it. How did he have such a beautiful olive tone? I didn’t know, and I wasn’t about to ask.
“So you’re staying over tonight, Sadie?” he said, gazing at me with wide seductive eyes.
Did he know what he was doing to me? Wyatt was used to getting his own way. He was the sort of guy that could get a woman into his bed with just a look. I knew that because I’d been his best friend for years and I’d seen it happen, only I hadn’t cared then. I thought it was funny that my best friend had game and I had none, but somehow something had shifted along the way. I didn’t find it funny anymore when I heard him talking about other women. When he’d told me about the girl touching his crotch, I’d wanted to go to the bar and punch her, even though I didn’t even know who she was. And the elation I’d felt when he told me he wasn’t interested, well, that scared me.
Wyatt was still standing far too close to me. I could see the light blue specks in his otherwise dark blue eyes. The moonlight shone on his face as if highlighting him, trying to make him even more attractive, which I hadn’t realized was possible. I’d always known he was handsome, but tonight he looked distinguished. He looked like a gentleman. He looked like a sexy cowboy.
“Sadie, are you staying, or are you going?” He lifted his hand and touched the pulse on my neck. I knew he could feel my heart racing.
“What are you doing?” I asked him softly.
“I’m just counting your heartbeat.”
We both stood there for a few seconds. There was a tension in the air between us like nothing I’d ever felt before in my life.
“I should go home,” I whispered.
This was dangerous territory for us, and if he found out that I had no bra or panties on under my dress, well, I wasn’t sure what he’d say. What if he asked to see my thong or my underwear again? I have to tell him I didn’t have anything on. I knew it had been brazen of me, but I’d figured if he was going to tell me that he loved me or at least had a crush on me, we could have some fun.
So much for that bright idea.
“I don’t want you to go home, Sadie,” he murmured.
“I’m tired. I want to hug and sleep.”
“You don’t need to hug me to fall asleep. And since when do we hug and bed? But we can start now,” he added.
I swallowed hard. “What the hell is going on? Wyatt …” I pressed my hand against his chest and that was a mistake. Touching his warm, hard body in this state made me feel almost woozy as if I were the one that was drunk.
“Don’t touch me like that, Sadie, unless you want something to happen.” His words were almost a growl.
I looked at him in surprise. “What?”
