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I hardened immediately when I felt how wet she was. This was the most intimate we’d ever been before. In fact, this might have been the most intimate Sadie had ever been with a man, period. Had she ever been touched like this by anyone else? Had she ever been eaten out? Had she ever had an orgasm? But even though we were best friends, that was none of my business.
Besides, if the answer was yes, I didn’t want to know.
I stroked her clit a couple of times, relishing the way she gasped. She looked at me through veiled eyes, almost shyly, and I knew I had to stop because, if I didn’t, I wouldn’t stop at all. I moved my fingers out of her panties reluctantly and kissed her on the lips one more time before quickly climbing out of the bed.
“I just remembered, I have something to do,” I muttered.
I got a glimpse of her on the bed, looking up at me with trembling lips and wide eyes, and I turned around quickly. If she stared at me like that for even a few more seconds, I wouldn’t be able to resist her. I would have to have her, and that would be the worst thing for our friendship. I could not do that to my Sadie, no matter how badly I wanted to claim her and make her mine.
Chapter Seventy-Two
Sadie
I looked up at the blue sky as I walked past the fields and remembered Wyatt’s line about my eyes.
Was this all that life was about?
I had been overthinking and overanalyzing my situation with Wyatt for far too long. In fact, I had been thinking about men for far too long and romance for far too long. Yes, I wanted a great love. And yes, I wanted to get married and have kids one day. But what if that wasn’t in the cards for me? Would that mean that my whole life was pointless?
As I gazed at the beautiful pink and red flowers, I realized that life was too short to obsess over something that might never even happen. I needed to have a plan. I needed to have a goal, something to achieve, something to dream about.
Something that didn’t involve a man.
I laughed to myself. It was an absolutely absurd idea for someone like me, someone who had spent her entire life thinking about what her wedding day would be like and what her wedding ring would look like, and how her boyfriend would propose. I’d dreamt of so many different proposal scenarios, being on the beach or flying or being at a baseball game, even riding horses at night. So many different ideas had come into my mind, so many different ways for a man to let me know that he loved me.
And yet here I was, still single with no prospects of getting married anytime soon.
I wasn’t scared that I wouldn’t get married, but I was scared that I would lose Wyatt because I was too intense. Everything I was thinking and feeling was too much, even for me. I felt like crying half the time. I wanted to ask Wyatt a million and one questions that he most probably couldn’t answer because, up until this morning, we were just friends. Up until this morning, the idea of us ever doing anything that would change that hadn’t even a possibility.
And now here I was, alone in a field wondering about how I could make things right, wondering how I could continue with my life without thinking about Wyatt and his kiss and the way his hands had touched me and the way his skin had felt under my fingers. There’d been a magic there, the kind of magic I’d only seen in movies or read about in fairy tales. When his lips had touched mine, time had stood still. His blue eyes had the depth of the ocean, and the way he had smiled at me had made my heart leap for joy as if I were a horse in a field cantering and jumping over tree stumps and rocks.
I felt something different for Wyatt. I felt something that was so real and scary that it was making me rethink my entire life. I wanted to ask if he’d felt the same way. I wanted to know if he had also felt like he’d died and gone to heaven. But I knew I was overreacting because I was innocent and hadn’t experienced anything like that before.
“Hey, Sadie,” called a soft voice.
I looked around to see Arya. I was surprised that Eloise wasn’t with her. I smiled and waved. “Hey. I didn’t see you there.”
“You were in a dream world.” She smiled back. “Can I walk with you or would you prefer to be alone?”
“Oh, no, of course you can walk with me,” I said. “Did you come out here to think as well?”
“Yeah,” she nodded. “It’s wonderful being here, you know, but I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”
“Oh, you could never overstay your welcome,” I assured her. “You know that, right? The Hamiltons are the most wonderful, generous family—”
“Oh, I know,” she interrupted me, “but that doesn’t mean that I should take advantage of their generosity. It’s not right.”
“But you’re not taking advantage, Arya.“
“I am taking advantage. I’m staying here for free, I’m eating their food, Eloise is eating their food, and we’re contributing nothing.” She shook her head, “It’s not right. they don’t owe me anything. Beau isn’t Eloise’s dad, and we’re not related in any way.”
“You don’t need to be blood relations—”
“But we’re not any relation. If I hadn’t come here thinking that Beau was Eloise’s dad, you guys never would have …” She paused and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be complaining.”
“No,” I stopped her, “I understand where you’re coming from, trust me. But they’re happy to help you and Eloise. And I’m happy too. If you don’t want to stay there, you’re more than welcome to come and stay at my family’s ranch. We have plenty of room, trust me. My mom would be very grateful for the company. She thinks the house is far too empty.”
“You’re sweet, Sadie, thank you. But no, I need to get a job and find my own way in the world.”
