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In that moment, while I wait for her to answer, all I can hear is the sound of the ocean beneath us. And I’m not sure what the hell is going to come out of her pretty lips next.
“He didn’t love me, Hunter. He was just a kid.”
“He did though.” I nod. “He was infatuated with you.” I cringe. “And now, I’m fake fucking dating you. Kissing you for show when someone’s watching. And wanting to kiss you when they aren’t.” I drag my hand down my face. “Fuck, Sutton. Why’d we think this was a good idea?”
We’re both quiet as she relaxes next to me, resting her head on my shoulder.
“Even when he was alive, it was never Holden I was looking at. He was kind and sweet, sure. But the one I was looking at spent most of his time hating me. Eventually, the feeling became mutual.”
“What? What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean, Hunter. You had to have seen how I looked at you when I was a kid. But you saw me as a brat, an entitled girl who wanted for nothing, and it showed because you were a complete ass to me.” She snuggles into my side. “And that made me hate you. And I suppose that’s when it all began. This…hatred we have.”
“I couldn’t hate you right now if my life depended on it,” I rasp. “You have to know that by now.”
I sit there in utter shock, unsure of what else to say. I guess I just always assumed the feeling of hate was mutual. Then again, I know why I acted the way I did. And it wasn’t because I actually couldn’t stand her. It was because when I first started noticing her—reallynoticing her—it was the same time Holden did. And I just figured if I hated her—or acted like it—I could fool everyone. Including myself. He might have been the family’s favorite, but when it came to popularity, I won every time. I guess I wanted him to just have that. He was terminally ill and deserved that much.
Still, he chose me to pursue her after he died. He gave me his blessing.
“Truth or dare,” she murmurs before looking up at me.
Slowly, she climbs onto my lap, straddling me. My dick instantly begins to harden as her dress hikes up her thighs. I know I should tell her to get off of me, but I can’t.
“Dare.”
“I dare you to go to bed,” she whispers, her eyes floating to my lips. “I dare you to push me off of you right now and go in your room. Alone.”
“Is that what you want, Little Bird?” I say, my voice sounding pathetic. “What you really,reallywant? To go to bed, all alone?”
“I don’t know what I want,” she says, giving me a small shake of her head. “But neither do you.”
I slide my palms up her smooth thighs. “I do know one thing.”
“And what is that?” she says, her eyes narrowed slightly as she tilts her head to the side.
“That I don’t want to go to bed alone.”
Sutton
I stare down at Hunter, unsure of what magic was in the liquor that gave me the courage to be in his lap right now. His erection grows below me, making me tingle between my legs and suck in a shaky breath.
He looks so hot right now. His hair tousled. His eyes that same intense, possessive look he sometimes gets when he looks at me. It should scare me. Instead, it turns me on.
Slowly, he reaches up, taking my hair out from its holder.
“Let your hair down, Little Bird. Let me see you undone.”
My hair falls over my shoulders, hanging forward, and he reaches up, fisting his hand through one side.
“You’re beautiful, Sutton.”
“You’re drunk,” I whisper. “We poured too many shots down our throats. This is silly.”
“I’ve always thought you were beautiful,” his voice says low. He drags his finger to my throat and presses against my skin softly. “And if I’m being honest…I’ve also thought about pouring something else down your throat besides liquor.”
I swallow thickly, my heart stopping in my chest. “Y-you have?”
“Anytime you shot me a glare or mouthed off, I’d imagine pushing you onto your knees, telling you to open up these plump, pouty lips, and giving you a mouthful of my cock,” he says as his eyes glaze over. “Something told me that no matter how bitchy you acted, you’d be a good girl for me if I asked you. Something told me you’d even swallow me down.”
