Sawyer wouldn’t deny that he liked her hard-to-get act. Probably the only reason he was still chasing after her. When she met his eyes, he grinned. She frowned as she stood from her seat and his stomach clenched painfully.
Shit. She was moving. Damn it all to hell.
He held his breath.
The seconds ticked by in tune with his rapidly beating heart as he waited to see what she was going to do next.
What would he do if she actually confronted him?
Damn it.
Apparently, he wouldn’t discover the answer to that question tonight because the little hellcat had traded places with another woman at the table.
Chapter Fourteen
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Braydon
“What time is Jessie gonna be here?” Braydon asked, trying to sound as carefree as possible.
They had left Moonshiners a little before midnight, but Jessie had wanted to stay behind and talk to V and Zoey, so she had said she’d come over when she was finished. They had only been home for a few minutes, but he was already anxious to see her again.
“What the fuck do you care?” Brendon retorted.
Epic fail at sounding casual. Apparently.
Ok, well, that’s not what Braydon expected, but exactly the sort of response he deserved. After all, it had sounded like he was looking forward to seeing Jessie again. Which he was.
Knowing he would just make things worse, he didn’t say anything, just remained seated on the black leather chair that sat off on the side of the room facing the flat screen television mounted to the wall above the fireplace. He didn’t even bother to turn his head to look at his twin.
He knew this was eventually going to happen. Due to his inability to hide his interest in Jessie, Brendon had now figured him out. The repercussions of his own actions were likely going to be monumental, but at the moment, Braydon was at a loss about how to change the outcome.
The images on the television continued to move, but Braydon couldn’t have identified what was on if he was asked. For the last five minutes, he’d done little more than stare at the screen and think about Jessie. He was horny as fucking hell and impatiently hoping she would show up soon. It would be his only opportunity to get laid because, at this point, Brendon seemed to have renewed his focus on winning Jessie permanently.
Ever since they had walked out of Moonshiners, Braydon was under the impression that Brendon was trying to tell him something. Based on their sparse conversation on the way home, he got the impression Brendon was renewing his efforts to win Jessie over, rather than letting things unravel between them the way they had been. Braydon wasn’t necessarily sure how he felt about that.
A gentle knock on the door had Braydon gritting his teeth and forcing his head to remain forward, his eyes focused on the unknown images on the screen.
His brother shifted, got up, and then proceeded to head to the entry way to let their visitor in. When he returned, Jessie was by his side, and Braydon simply nodded his head when she greeted him.
If he thought he could be more shocked by his brother, he obviously had no idea what was about to come next.
It was difficult to sit there without glancing over at Jessie, especially when he could smell that sexy, spicy scent of her perfume and hear her breathing. And he probably lasted at least five minutes, but maybe it was more like three. Hell, he didn’t know. It wasn’t until he heard Jessie’s labored inhale that had his head jerking toward them.
There, on the couch just a few feet away, Brendon’s tongue was thrusting down Jessie’s throat his hands groping her breasts through her clothes. And Jessie seemed completely onboard with the idea.
Braydon wasn’t. He fucking wasn’t onboard with anything, not if he was going to be forced to watch and not participate.
Trying to return his attention to the television, Braydon managed to get his neck to turn his head in the right direction, but it didn’t take long before the imaginary spring had shot his gaze back across the room.
“I want you naked, Jessie,” Brendon whispered, his voice still loud enough to carry across the room.
To Braydon’s surprise, she didn’t say anything.
“I want you naked, right here. Right now. Just for me. Can you do that for me?”
Braydon watched her. He never let his gaze falter as he waited on pins and needles for her to acknowledge him in some way. He wanted to see if she would understand the significance of this moment. If Brendon pursued her without inviting Braydon into the mix, then this would’ve been a first for them. And, it would also draw a line in the sand that Braydon would not be able to cross. No matter how he felt about her.
Until here, tonight, Braydon wasn’t sure he’d ever been so scared of losing something. Especially something he never actually had in the first place.