Wyatt
I couldn’t believe I’d been such a frickin’ idiot. How could I have accused Sadie of flirting with the Olivio brothers when she was actually there for a business meeting? But what the hell was she doing going on a business meeting without consulting me? Granted, we haven’t really spoken in the last since our kiss, but I’d been busy, and I figured she’d been busy too.
“Hey, Chet.”
I walked into his room without knocking. He looked up from his desk and scowled.
“Dude, you can’t just walk into my room like that.”
“Well, why not?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Because what if I was doing something?”
“Dude, it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve caught one of my brothers pleasuring himself.”
“Wyatt, you’re disgusting. That’s why you’re single.”
“Let’s not talk about that,” I said. “You want to go out?”
“What’d you mean, go out?”
“I don’t know. We could go shooting.”
“Mm … nah,” he said. “I don’t really feel like shooting.
“Let’s go to the bar, then. I’ll buy you a drink.”
“You’re going to buy me a drink?” He laughed. “Whoa, this must be serious.”
“It’s fucking serious, trust me,” I said.
He stood up and grabbed his wallet off of the desk. “You want to see if Knox and Huck want to come?”
“No, just you. I don’t want them making fun of me.”
“What do you mean?”
“’Cause I know they’re going to tease me, and I’ve already had a bad day.”
“Okay. What about Beau and Austin, you want to see if they want to come?”
I shook my head. “Dude, they’re so whipped over Lucy and Olivia. And I don’t need to hear it from them, either.”
“Okay, just you and me, bro. Let’s go.”
“Thanks,” I said.
We headed out of his room and towards the front of the house. I could hear Mom laughing in the kitchen, talking to someone. I knew I should go and give her a kiss and tell her I was leaving the house, but I just couldn’t.
“You’re not going to tell Mom bye?” Chet said, surprised.
“No, she’s not my warden.” I said, “Let’s go.”
“Fine,” he shrugged. “I mean, you’re the mama’s boy.”
“Whatever.”
We jumped into my truck, and I started the ignition. The truck lurched as I stomped my foot down on the accelerator.
Chet grabbed the side of the car and looked at me with a stern expression. “Dude, you trying to kill us tonight or what?”
“No, I just need a drink.”
“I don’t know you should be drinking and driving.”
“I’m fine, okay?”
“What happened, Wyatt? What is going on?”
“What do you mean, what is going on?”
“I mean, you’ve been a bitch ass for the last couple of days, and now, you’re being even more of a punk. What the fuck is going on?”
I sighed. “So, okay, you cannot tell anyone.”
“Who am I going to tell? The brothers? I’m not going to tell anyone. What happened?”
“Sadie and I kissed.” I banged my head against the steering wheel a little too hard. The car jerked suddenly to the right, and Chet cussed.
“Dude, if you’re going to drive like this, you should pull over and let me drive.”
“My bad, my bad. I got it.”
“So you and Sadie made out. Whatever. I’m surprised this is the first time it’s happened.”
“Yeah, but it’s more than that.”
“What’d you mean it’s more than that?”
“It was good.”
“Uh, making out, generally, is good.”
“I mean it was better than I thought. And look, she’s Sadie. I can’t be kissing her and touching her and …Gah! What did I do?”
“What do you mean what did you do? It was a fucking kiss, dude. You’ve kissed people before, she’s kissed people before.”
“Yeah, but we’ve never kissed each other. And I … kind of touched her, too,” I admitted.
“Oh, boy. What do you mean you touched her? Like you sucked on her titties and fingerbanged her, or—”
“Dude, you cannot be talking about Sadie like that.”
“Dude, you’re the one that said you touched her. I’m just trying to figure out how deep you went, no pun intended.”
I growled out a curse. “You’re a fucking idiot, you know that, Chet?”
“You’re the one that—”
“Enough. Let’s just say it was more than friendly touching.”
“Well, I assumed it was more than friendly touching. I haven’t kissed any of my friends.”
“Whatever, dude. It’s just made things awkward.”
“Awkward, how?”
“Well, we haven’t really spoken and …” I sighed. “I went into town today and I happened to see her car outside Chicken Sisters.”
“Shit, man, why didn’t you bring me back some fried chicken?”
“I didn’t get anything to eat. I went inside because I saw her car there.”
“Okay, and?”
“And she was sitting with the Olivio brothers.”
“Oh, shit. Dominic and Tom?” He chuckled.
“It’s not funny.”
“What? They’re the biggest flirts in town. Was she on a date or something?”
“Exactly!” I exclaimed. “That’s exactly what I thought. I thought she was on a fucking date.”
“Oh, I take it she wasn’t on a date?”
“No, she wasn’t on a date. She said she was in some frickin’ business meeting.”
“Business meeting?” He sounded surprised. “What’d you mean business meeting?”
“That’s exactly my point. I had no idea she was going to meet them to talk about business. I don’t even know what she was talking about.”
“So she didn’t tell you?”
“No, she didn’t.”
“I thought you guys told each other everything?”
“We normally do, that’s what I mean. I fucking have dynamite lips. Ever since the kiss, she’s most probably gotten crazy and she’s probably been daydreaming about being with me and who knows what.”
“I don’t think your lips are that dynamite.”
“Trust me, they are. It’s a curse.”
Chat burst out laughing. “Oh, my God, Wyatt! And people say I’m obnoxious.”
“You are obnoxious.”
“Not as obnoxious as you. You kissed Sadie once, and you think she’s gone crazy because of your lips? Dude, I’ve seen your lips and I’ve seen you kissing other girls, and trust me, it didn’t look very dynamite or explosive to me.”
“That’s because you’ve never been a recipient of one of my kisses.”
He held up his hand. “And don’t you dare even try!”
“Of course, I’m not going to kiss you, you idiot.”
“You’d better not.” He laughed for what felt like a full minute, then finally calmed down. “Is this what’s got you so upset? Because you fucking kissed Sadie, and now you’re worried she’s totally into you, and that’s why she’s not speaking to you?”
“Yeah, I mean, I don’t understand what’s going on. Why can’t she just be normal about this? Why can’t we just be friends that have fun?”
“So you want to be friends with benefits with your best friend. And you really think that’s a good idea?”
“That’s not what I’m saying. Of course, I don’t want to be friends with benefits. I mean …” I groaned. “Look, I just don’t even know what I want. Why do things have to be so complicated?”
“Trust me, I know what you mean.” Chet suddenly sounded serious.
I looked over at him in surprise. “Why do you say that?”
“I think she’s falling for me too.”
“What the fuck!” I pulled over and stopped the car.
“Dude, what the fuck are you doing? Why did you pull over like that?”
I turned on the light and looked at him. “Why the fuck do you think Sadie is into you?”
“Huh?” He blinked and then started laughing again. “Oh, my gosh. You’ve got it bad for her, don’t you?”
“Tell me why the fuck you think she’s into you!”
“Dude, I’m not fucking talking about Sadie. If I wanted Sadie, I would have had her a long time ago.”
“You wish. Who are you talking about then?”
“I was talking about Arya, of course.”
“Arya?” I was taken aback. “What do you mean she’s falling for you?”
“I mean, come on, look at me. I’m a stud, and I’ve been nice and friendly. And, well, I think she’s into me, and I just don’t know what to do. Maybe I’m just too charming, you know?”
“Seriously, Chet?” Now it was my turn to laugh. “What makes you think she’s into you?” I paused. “You haven’t slept with her, have you?”
“No, of course not!” He shook his head vehemently. “Do you think she’d be up for it, though?”
“If you think she’s totally into you, you would know that better than me.”
“She’s got Eloise to think about.” He shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Dude, what are you doing? You’re all over the place, Chet.”
“What’d you mean I’m all over the place?
“I mean, you were just saying how she’s practically hanging on your balls, but now you don’t even know if she’d be interested? Like, make up your mind.”
He glared at the windshield. “Whatever, dude. You’re the one that fucking kissed Sadie and fingerbanged her, and now, you’re worried that she’s planning your fucking wedding.”
“I didn’t fingerbang her, dude.”
“Well, why the hell not?” He snorted. “Shit, the Olivio brothers are probably fingerbanging her right now.”
“What the fuck?” I grabbed ahold of his shirt and pulled him towards me.
“You’re going to punch me over this shit? Really, Wyatt?”
I let go of his shirt and pushed him. “You’re an asshole.”
“Let’s go and get a drink and forget these women,” he said. “It’s just too much.”
“Yeah, you’re right. I’m absolutely over this bullshit. You know what, Sadie Johnson, you can do whatever the hell you like. You want to go on a date with Dominic or Tom Olivio. You do you. You’ll come crying to me as soon as they break your heart.”
“Or when one of them gets her pregnant.”
“What the hell!” I exploded.
“You know what I mean. I heard those boys don’t use rubbers.”
“She’s not going to fucking have sex with either one of them.”
He shrugged. “It seems that she’s pretty desperate for a man.”
“No, she’s not.”
“Yeah, but what would you know? It’s not like she’s telling you anything anyway,” he pointed out.
I glared at him for a few seconds then switched off the light and turned the car back on. I turned on the radio and put the volume up loud. I didn’t want to speak to Chet anymore this evening. I was pissed off. I was to get drunk as hell, and I just forget about it all. I had no idea what Sadie’s problem was. But I figured I’d wait for her to come groveling back to me and begging me for forgiveness.
After all, she was the one that was acting like an idiot, not me.