Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
“When I think about it, I have PTSD. It was gross,” Wyatt reiterated. “Such a weird day.”
“I got called into a Meeting of Men,” Sawyer admitted.
“That sounds ominous. Is this a Bliss thing?” She hadn’t been around long enough to discover all the quirky things about this town she’d come to love.
“Cam mentioned it. A Meeting of Men,” Wyatt said, obviously impressed. “I’ve heard about those. It’s when they call a council of the smartest men in town to discuss whatever problem is facing the town. They shut themselves in a room, and then the women have time to actually solve the problem.”
“Sounds like something Marie would say.” Sawyer unloaded the rest of the groceries they’d bought. It appeared to heavily favor the things she’d talked about liking. Sawyer had bought her brand-name coffee. Not the generic kind he bought for himself. “It’s something my grandfather and Mel and some of their friends started when I was a kid. They would get together and talk about how they can help out the town. Or individuals in town. But this is Bliss, and they need to give everything a cutesy name. There are some dramatic motherfuckers in this town.”
He was eyeing Wyatt like those words should mean something. There was a tension between the two of them she hadn’t wanted to discuss until they were alone.
Well, they were alone.
“He’s not being dramatic,” Sabrina said quietly, jumping right in without prevarication. She wanted to get this over with so they could get to the fun parts, the parts she’d dreamed about all day. “He’s scared his brother will hurt me, and he’s trying to find a way out.”
“Out?” Sawyer asked, a brow rising. Bella looked up at him as though she too could feel the tension in the room. “Out of the relationship? I don’t think walking away from us is going to work.”
“I know it sucks. I basically moved the target from her to you,” Wyatt began.
Sabrina felt her gut clench. “You did what? How would you move the target? Also, we don’t know there is a target. You gave him what he wanted.”
“It’s not about that,” Wyatt hedged. “Or maybe it is. I don’t know. All I know is my brother is pissed off, and he’ll take it out on me. And I have to worry…”
He stopped, and Sabrina softened her voice. “Wyatt, why are you worried? We don’t know the whole story, do we?”
“You don’t have to know the story at all,” Wyatt countered, his jaw going stubborn. “All you need to know is I don’t want you anymore.”
She barely managed to not roll her eyes. “Sure you don’t. You finally made it to the magic number of times you’ve slept with me to hit complete satisfaction? You haven’t even given me time to show you what I can really do with my tongue.”
“Are we back to this?” Sawyer asked, starting to pace. “I told you it’s not going to work.”
“Only because you decided to not even try,” Wyatt shot back. “What the hell is wrong with you? I thought you care about her. I thought you would want to protect her.”
“I love her, but I also know her. She’s not staying out of this even if you push her away because she loves you. She won’t stop trying to save you, so it’s better to stay close so we can protect her when it goes down. Protect her with actual weapons instead of martyrdom. I’m going to leave a review on Alexei’s website. He’s a shitty therapist.” Sawyer sighed and looked her way. “Baby, I said love twice. I need a beer to wash away the taste.”
He loved her. He’d told her he loved her, and he hated the word.
She wanted to jump into his arms and make this a super-romantic moment that would have made Sawyer uncomfortable for years to come. But she had another love to save. This lifestyle might be great for her sexually, but twice the men meant dealing with twice the emotions. This was it. She knew it instinctively. She’d thrown Wyatt off last night by taking his keys, but he would find a way if he wanted to leave. So instead of throwing herself at Sawyer, she went over to the fridge, pulled out a beer, and twisted off the cap. Sabrina marched over and handed it to him. “I love you, too.”
“I’m glad,” Wyatt said, his mouth a flat line but his eyes eating her up. “I want you and Sawyer to be happy. Sabrina, what I said…”
She wasn’t going to make him say it again. She didn’t want to hear or think about those nasty words he’d spoken in fear. “Was a lie to try to get me to walk away from you. I’m quite emotionally aware, and you are not very good at lying. The next time you say you don’t want me, don’t stare at me like I’m a steak you want to eat. Don’t bother at all because even if you say the most hateful things to me, I won’t leave you. Not when you’re in trouble.”