She washes her hands and then returns to the table. We all begin to eat.
“Sara hasn’t properly fucked anyone.” I’m just going to start this out with a bang.
Wyatt’s dark eyes lift to mine in shock and then turn to Sara.
Her cheeks flush pink. She arches her eyebrow at me and I shrug. If we’re going to talk about sex, then that’s where this has to start.
“That doesn’t mean I’m inexperienced.” She doesn’t meet Wyatt’s eyes. “It just means?—”
“You haven’t had a cock buried in your pussy.” Finn winks at her and her flush deepens . “Or ass.”
Wyatt remains still. I can’t tell how he’s processing this information. We all assumed she’s had some sexual experiences. Not that we dwelled on it or discussed it, but she’s twenty-two years old.
Her lips press together and her eyes narrow. “I don’t see how this information is pertinent. Especially since Wyatt doesn’t want me. He just wants to control me.”
“Oh, Wyatt wants to do more than control you, pip.” I sit back in my chair and cross my arms over my chest. “There’s a reason Tom doesn’t want Wyatt with you.”
Her brow furrows as she looks at each of us. Her gaze finally lands on Wyatt and she cocks her head to the side. “Why would Tom not want you with me?”
Wyatt glares at me before he stands up and walks away. His hand combs through his hair as he stalks back toward us. “Because he knows my sexual proclivities.”
Her lips part and she wets them. She leans forward a little and I can see the interest in her pale green eyes as she studies him.
“What kind of sexual proclivities?” Fuck, our girl is more than curious. I bet she’s wet just thinking about him having a kink. She clears her throat.
When Wyatt shakes his head, I know that bastard isn’t going to tell her. And as much as I want to, it’s not mine to tell.
Chapter 27
Nonexclusive Basis
Sara
Fuck if I’m not curious. Wyatt still hasn’t said that he wants me. I’m afraid my attraction might be one-sided, especially after all these years.
Finn leans back. “Honestly, I think Sara would be perfect for what you want.”
That sends a little shiver through me. I’ve been aware of all these men since they returned to the apartment. But right now, my focus is on Wyatt.
Wyatt sinks back into his chair. “That’s not for me to decide.”
“Okay, let’s backtrack and table that for a few minutes.” Dante steeples his fingers against his lips. “Whoever Tom is afraid of might be after Sara too. However, we know they had access and didn’t use it to get to her.”
“Yet.” Finn takes a bite of his sandwich.
“They made it obvious they’d been there and didn’t trip the alarm system. It was a warning. A threat.” Dante’s blue eyes meet mine. I swallow. How many nights did I sleep there alone, possibly unaware of the danger lurking?
“There was this man I saw a few times.”
All their attention shifts to me and I squirm in my chair.
“It wasn’t obvious he was watching me.” I pick apart my bread to focus on something besides the guys. “I saw him at the bar. And outside the coffee shop. And then that one night on my street outside the house.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Dante surges forward. “Fuck, Sara, you could have?—”
“I’m fine, and really it could’ve been a coincidence.” I shrug. “And I’m telling you now.”
“Did you know her parents were out of town?” Wyatt’s voice is quiet, but there’s that energy behind it again.
