I charge on. Now that it’s out, I want it all out. “I gave up on Wyatt ever seeing me as anything more than an annoying little sister type. Honestly, I thought Drew was the perfect guy to do the job. He’s kind of a man whore and he’s good-looking. I really thought we’d have a weekend and it would be done with. I wouldn’t be a virgin anymore and then I could truly get over Wyatt.” Shrugging, I chuckle a little, defeated. “Who knew that Drew Young would want an actual relationship with me?”
Dante cups my cheek and his eyes sparkle with something I can’t read. “Anyone would be lucky to have a relationship with you.”
“Except Wyatt.” And that’s the issue. “Maybe I’m the problem.”
Dante kisses me. His lips are soft on mine and when he parts his lips, I open for him, wanting more, but not trusting anything right now. I don’t breathe as his tongue glides along mine. My insides shimmer with anticipation, but I’m still holding back.
He lifts his head and rests his forehead against mine. “I want you, pip. Your Drew wants you. Finn wants you.”
I wait for him to tell me Wyatt doesn’t want me.
“But I told you earlier, I’m not going to fuck you tonight and I mean it. You’re not thinking clearly.” His thumb traces over my lower lip. “We’ll eat some pizza, drink some wine, watch a movie, and in the morning, we’ll pack your stuff and head to our apartment.”
Chapter 23
Co-Mingling
Dante
While we eat pizza at the dining room table, we talk about the week. Afterward, we move into the family room. Sara picks her comfort movie for the night, Happy Death Day.
When I settle on the couch, she sits beside me, but I pull her against me. Wanting her close, needing the connection. We’ve shifted a few times and now my back rests in the corner while she leans on my chest with the popcorn bowl on her lap.
As far as big reveals go, Sara being a virgin isn’t one I was expecting.
My fingertips trail along her upper arm. I keep wondering if I should have known, but at no point did I feel she was that inexperienced.
Fuck, I shoved my cock into her throat.
Tom’s going to kill me.
If Wyatt doesn’t kill me first.
If Wyatt knew how deep her devotion to him went, he would have claimed her long ago. There’s no way I can take that from her and him. Not even if she thinks that’s what she wants. She may be mine now, but she’s always been Wyatt’s.
A friend of Sara’s is in a relationship with four men. It was a publicity nightmare for a few months, but things have settled since they went public. They go out on dates all together. I’ve seen them. She gives them all attention and they all clearly adore her.
Could I imagine sharing Sara with Finn and Wyatt? Honestly, it’s not hard to envision. Will Tom murder us all in our sleep? Probably. But add in Drew? Where the hell does he fit in? He’s not one of us.
But if he means something to Sara, can I look past that? Because she doesn’t seem to want to let go of any of us and no one has asked her to choose yet.
Wyatt doesn’t know about any of this but Drew... He might be the tipping point for Wyatt.
Sara squirms on my lap, making my cock harden. Fuck, I wasn’t lying about being able to go all night with her. The things I’ve imagined would make her blush. And that just makes my cock ache more.
Imagining showing her all the ways I can make her come.
When she squirms again, I draw her closer.
“What’s wrong, pip?” I angle her chin so I can see her beautiful, frustrated eyes.
She wets her lips. “I’m... restless.”
Her thighs shift together. When I grabbed her pajamas, I didn’t realize they were a tank top without a built-in bra and shorts that bared her legs. After the kitchen discussion, I tried to keep my thoughts neutral and ignore her hardened nipples poking against the soft fabric.
The girl on the screen screams. I arch an eyebrow.
“Do horror movies turn you on, pip?” The backs of my fingers graze the side of her breast as I trail them down her arm.
