After we say goodbye, I open AJ’s text to respond.
Sorry, I’ve already been claimed.
AJ
Asshole. Now I’m gonna be stuck with Ivy.
Isn’t your girlfriend coming this year?
AJ
Tara doesn’t have an athletic bone in her body.
You can try to take Alex.
AJ
She’ll be with Wyatt.
Fuck you, Blake Josephine. Always playing favorites.
I love you too, Adam Jensen.
As I’m heading downstairs, I send a message to my family group chat.
Hey guys, this badminton thing is getting way too serious. The Golden Boys are ready to kill each other to partner up with me. This is supposed to be fun.
DAD
This is a blood fight to the death. There is nothing more serious than this.
That’s on me. I should’ve known better than to expect common sense from my father.
In the kitchen, I slice up a tomato and prep other burger fixings. Wyatt isn’t on the deck, and I notice the barbecue hasn’t even been turned on, so I walk outside to the railing and scan the area in searchof him. When my gaze locates him, I almost choke on my tongue.
He’s standing under the outdoor shower behind the boathouse.
Naked. Gripping his dick.
Oh.
I guesshiswrist isn’t sore.
I can’t breathe, my heart hammering hard against my ribs. Wyatt has one hand pressed against the wooden wall, and with his body slightly bent and angled to the side, I’m provided with a perfect view of not only his gorgeous dick but also his tight ass.
His body is spectacular, just like I knew it would be.
I’m frozen in place, captivated by the sight of his fist moving over his long, thick shaft. I know I should walk away, but I can’t make my legs function.
And then it’s too late, because his head shifts and our eyes collide.
Chapter 15
WYATT
I SHOULD STOP.
I mean, obviously I should stop.
