“You’re avoiding my question,” Emmett jumps right back in. His tone takes on a slight edge, and I raise my brows at him—but his eyes are on Georgia.
“I’m not avoiding your question. I just don’t have to answer anything I don’t want to.” She folds her arms across her chest, her bottom lip pooching out just a little.
I hate how sexy she looks when she’s pouting.
“You’re right,” Emmett keeps talking, “But the way you’re acting isn’t good for anyone on this boat. Clearly,” he looks at me, “we have some things that we need to work out.”
“We do,” I agree, turning to Georgia. “And it would be helpful to know where you’re at with everything. I’m not going to make your job harder if Emmett is the guy you want to be involved with.”
Her plump lips press into a flatline. “I don’t know.”
I nod my head slowly, trying to ignore the pang of hope in my chest. “Can we talk? You and me?”
She turns her head to me, glaring. “No. I don’t want to talk to just you, but you can apologize for throwing such a fit last night—oh, and all the other times you were cold toward me.”
Fuck, I love the way she takes charge.My cock is now full-blown straining against my jeans, and I need desperately to rearrange it. However, now everyone is looking at me.
“I’m sorry,” I say, gritting the words out. “I’m sorry for being a dick to you, Georgia.”But I’m not sorry I stuck my dickinyou.
“That doesn’t sound very sincere,” Emmett says through a mouthful. “That sounds like you’re just trying to avoid accountability.”
My face heats up. “And since when do you give a shit about that? Because based on last night?—”
‘That’s enough,” Georgia cuts me off. “We’re not going to sit here and act like fucking children.”
“Well, that’s how you’ve been acting all morning,” I shoot back at her. “With your little passive-aggressive muffin thing.”
“I couldn’t care less about the muffin situation,” she says, rolling her eyes at me.
Goddamnit.
She drives me absolutely insane.
“Okay, okay.” Emmett gestures with his hand, his black polo hugging his shoulders. “Let’s just… let’s just figure this out like adults, like she said. Together. I think it’s time to talk about the elephant in the room.”
“And what is that?” I turn to him. “The fact that Georgia has slept with us both? The fact that there’s?—”
“I wantbothof you.”
I blink a couple of times and then shift my gaze back to her. “What?”
She shrugs her shoulders, but her cheeks are tainted crimson. “I want you both. I don’t want to have to choose. I like you, Emmett,” she turns to my best friend. “I think we have a really good time together, and you always make me laugh. Our sex is incredible.”
Emmett looks like he’s about to burst with pride.
I sink lower into my chair.
“Brody,” she shifts to me, and I tense. “I had an amazing night with you as well. I really thought we had chemistry. But I don’t understand or appreciate you acting like you hate meafterwards. I don’t know what I did.” Her entire expression softens, and my chest aches.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe out, really meaning it this time. “I was pretty overwhelmed with the situation. You’re…”
“Robert’s daughter,” Emmett finishes for me. “That’s why he was so closed off. Everyone handles things differently, and I think maybe he closed off because hedoeslike you.”
“He’s right,” I say, grateful for my friend stepping in and finding the words. I guess that’s the perks of being a writer. “I don’t deny our chemistry. It’s not that at all. It’s just the situation… I’m also your boss.”
“But this is hardly some super professional setting. Not to mention, it's temporary,” Georgia retorts, her voice wavering. “And you really came after me. That’s not fair.”
I nod. “I’ll keep a hold of my emotions better, but…” My voice trails off. No matter how hard my dick gets, and no matter how much IwantGeorgia Blake…
