“You weren’t thinking, probably,” I chuckle, trying to make light as I cast my eyes out over the ocean. “So, what happened?”
Brody gives me a look. “I think you can probably imagine. I just let things go too far the night of the storm, and you know, I realize that it’s entirely inappropriate, so you don’t have to chide me.”
Good god, this is a mess. Talk about a love triangle.
Brody sighs, probably misinterpreting my incredulous look. “I know I’m punishing her for my mistake. I’m the older one; I should’ve stopped it before it ever got too far. I know that.”
“Yeah…” My voice trails off.
“And I see that Emmett has kind of been there to make her feel better. I’m grateful for that.”
I nearly choke on my Cheerios. “Yeah, I’m sure he’s been making her feel better…”
“He just has that kind of personality,” Brody grimaces. “I sulk and get cold. I hate being such an asshole.”
“For sure,” I have no idea what I should be saying right now, but I know thatthisconversation isnotsomething I was prepared for. I knew there was an issue between Brody and Georgia, but not anall the waykind of issue.
“What should I do?” Brody’s question catches me off guard. He’s not usually the type of guy who asks for advice, especially not from me. No one likes my legal takes. “I really fucked up, but I can’t stop thinking about her.”
Yeah, I’m pretty sure Emmett can’t stop thinking about her either.
But I highly doubt it’s a good idea to relay that information right now—or maybe ever. I have no idea. I just want to survive this yacht trip in one piece now.
“Miles?” Brody pushes me a little harder.
“Yeah?” I turn to him, forcing myself to shrug.
“You’re not saying much.”
“Well,” I huff, blowing out a sharp breath. “I don’t really know what you want me to say. You’re falling for Robert’s daughter, and you took things too far. Now, you’re being a total dickhead to her. I’m not sure that’s something I have any advice for. You know how Robert is.”
“He’s going to fucking murder me if he finds out.”
I nod, thinking about the damage he might do to Emmett as well.That would be a wild fight to watch.“Maybe you should just shove those feelings deep down in your chest. I think they call itsuppressionin therapy.”That’s what I’m going to do with all this shitshow.
“Yeah… I guess.” He tosses the rest of his bagel out into the ocean. “I just hate the way I’ve treated her. That’s not who I am.”
“So be nicer,” I say. “It doesn’t take much effort to be nice to someone like Georgia.”
“That’s true,” he chuckles, standing to his feet. He reaches down and squeezes my shoulder. “You’re a solid dude, Miles. I really appreciate you and Emmett. You’ve always been here for me.”
“Yeah, uh-huh,” I stare down at my Cheerios, which are now a nasty, soggy mess. I curl my lips in disgust as Brody makes his way back into the main cabin area. I breathe out a sigh of relief as he’s gone, the tension slipping from my shoulders.
So… Brody fucked Georgia. Then he punished her for it.
So, Emmett fucked Georgia to probably make her feel better.
Now, Emmett and Georgia are happy fucking each other, but Brody has no idea they’re partaking in such activities.
I nod my head as I put it all together, and then cringe. With some men, this might not really be an issue. Some guys like to share, and think it’s a whole lot of fun, but Brody?
No fucking way.
He’s one of the most jealous men I’ve ever met, and if he figures out that Emmett is sleeping with Georgia now, this yacht might literally be sunk to the bottom of the ocean.
And I donotwant to be the catalyst of that disaster.
No matter how beautiful and attractive I find Georgia, I donotthink I will be crossing any lines or anything that could be considered a line.
