“Or...this purse.”Jessie was essentially ignoring me as she stood in front of the mirror, moving this way and that.
Jesus Christ, her skirt is so short I’m terrified she’s going to flash someone.I’d be happy to have another glance at her soft, tanned flesh, but anyone else looking would lose their eyes.
It’s not like I haven’t seen her in a bikini before.I have, from the time she was like four until recently.
It’s my reaction that’s changed.
And the size of her bikini.
That they even come in those tiny sizes for adult women should be illegal.
Well, for other women, it's fine.
For Jessie?No.
Chris, she’s perfect.The right height, perfect curves, and those lips are the perfect fullness.
The hours I’ve spent wondering about the rest of her—the space at her sex that’s forbidden.At least to me.Which is why I can’t be spending time with her like this.
“Or instead of that purse, you could put a deposit on a rental, and I dunno, move out.”I cross my arms.
She sighs and puts the purse back on the shelf, propping her hands on her hips.
I wait for the lecture about being boring, but it never comes.Instead, a flash of hurt crosses her eyes and she walks out of Chanel.With me following like the puppy dog I am.
“Jessie, wait,” I call out.
She spins.“I know you hate me, but you don’t have to be so mean.Let’s just go home.”
I grip her arm, tugging her closer.“Stop it.I don’t hate you.I’ve never hated you.”
Big blue eyes hold mine, waiting for more, but she won’t get it out of me.Jayden is my best friend, and I made a vow.I won’t break it.
Ever.
Jessie might be twenty-four, but she’s still so young and vulnerable.A budding actress, she’s had a few small parts and, from what I can see, she’s still finding herself.
The last thing she needs is a man like me demanding all of her—because I would.Every single ounce of her I’d take, dominate and consume.
Even if Jayden was okay with us being together, which he wouldn’t be, I’m not sure I wouldn’t swallow Jessie up with the intensity with which I want her.
Between the two of us, no boys stood a chance.
If it wasn’t me, it was Jayden threatening and scaring off the attention they showed.Looking back, we weren’t fair.We weren’t successful at keeping her away from every guy, but we sure tried.
God, I tried.
The day I saw her kissing Kurt Renner, I saw red.
Now here she is, staring up at me, waiting for me to tell her what she knows.That I want her.That I crave her.That my feelings are so much more than her being like a little sister to me.
That’s utter bullshit.
I want to fuck her until she falls apart around my cock.
“Fine, you don’t hate me.”Jessie glances away.“It just hurts—”
“Let’s head to the beach.”I cut her off because we can’t have this conversation.“Let’s get an ice cream and make fun of the surfers.”
