“If this is your way of making amends for what you said the other day, it’s not working. I’ll never forgive you.”
“Forgive me?” I narrow my eyes. “Who said anything about me wanting forgiveness? I’m here for a good time, and so are you.” I rub her through her pants.
Sienna shudders. “I really don’t like you. You’re a horrible person and…” The rest of that sentence trails away as I stroke her clit. She whimpers just the way I like. “And,” she continues, finding her breath again, “I’m sure you’re not perfect either.”
“I’m as perfect as they come, darlin’, and you know it.”
She pushes my head away, clamping her thighs shut. “Actually, go to hell.”
“No problem. Let me take your car, and I’ll be there within the hour.”
“Asshole.” Sienna stands up, arms folded over her chest. “You really should think about other people’s feelings every now and then.”
“Haven’t I been doing that?” I arch a brow. “We all know you like it rough. The other two are too gentlemanly to give you what you want, but you know I can…”
She scrunches up her nose. “Listen to yourself. You’re even more conceited than the people you hate. I’m naked all over the internet, and all you can do is talk about yourself.”
Anger burns through me. But this time, it’s not directed at her but at the guy who took the pictures. He shouldn’t be spreading indecent pictures of Sienna.
Perhaps I will go to LA and find this fucker myself. Give him a taste of something real—his own blood.
My only regret when moving up here was that I left in silence. I should’ve gone out with a bang—too many people had done me wrong.
People so similar to Sienna…
“I’m the one talking about myself? Really?” I scoff. My cock was hard, straining for release in my pants a few seconds ago. Now that energy is centered again on how angry all these fake LA people make me.
“Sienna.” I narrow my eyes. “It wasn’t just you in those pictures.”
She is completely silent, staring at me, her brow furrowed.
“Our faces weren’t in the pictures, but you still found a way to bring us into your mess.”
I predicted this outcome from the very beginning. It’s not her fault entirely—the other two are to blame for inviting her into the cabin with open arms. But this is Sienna unstripped. She’s a huge liability.
“Your actions have a domino effect on all of us.”
“You said it yourself—it was just my face in the shots.” Sienna clenches her jaw tight.
“They know where we live. And they’ll be back.” My eyes fall to her breasts. Such soft nipples. I expected her to be beautiful, but I still couldn’t have prepared myself for her. I see her nipples pressed hard against the slouchy white shirt she’s wearing, still horny for me even though we’re fighting yet again.
I’m quite the same. My mind says one thing. My cock another. If I can just finish this conversation without interrupting it to bend her over the couch.
“This isn’t good for Henry.”
The blood drains from her face.
And now there’s a tear in the corner of her eye, threatening to fall.
I probably shouldn’t have said that. But she has to know where I’m coming from.
“I didn’t mean for this to happen…” she begins.
They never do.
But this is what happens when people only think about themselves.
“Come to the beach with me today,” I say to Rachel between kisses.