Page 69 of Wildly Inappropriate

I cross my arms, and he lets out a breath of a laugh. “I’ll tell you the story another time, but for now, before you leave for work, I need you to know that I don’t want this to end in a week or two weeks, and I especially don’t want it to end now just because your brother isn’t happy about it.”

“I’ll talk to him.”

“I know. And I’ll talk to him too. But this isn’t about Jameson. This is about us. Can you please tell me you’re willing to give this a try with me? Or do I have to beg?”

Uncertainty is evident in every line of his body. How does this man not understand just how far I’ve fallen for him in an unreasonably short amount of time?

“Of course,” I say before rising on my toes to kiss the corner of his mouth. “Of course I want to try this with you.”

I give him another long kiss before I head out of the bathroom, giving my hips an extra little swish just for him. The deep chuckle he releases lets me know he saw it.

“Ready?” I ask my brother as I slide my feet into the tan leather mules I left by the door last night. Instead of JT’s golf shoes sitting next to them, there is a pair of men’s loafers. I guess things have already started to change, whether we like it or not.

“Yep. Bryn is going to come in too. She’s going to hang out with her sisters.”

“Oh. Okay. Great.” I force a positive tone, but the last thing I need is an audience for the argument Jameo and I are about to get into. I like Bryn and all, but she’s not my sibling, so I’m going to feel the need to be on my best behavior, which is not what I was hoping for from the car talk. I was looking forward to yelling some things at the jackass who thinks he has any say over whom I do or do not sleep with.

I grab my bag and go to climb into the back of Bryn’s black car.

“Oh, no. I’ll sit in the back,” Bryn says, sliding past me through the door I just opened.

“It’s…it’s your car,” I say.

Jameo climbs into the driver’s seat and raises an eyebrow at me, as if to say “Are you getting in?”

I climb into the front, and Jameson pulls out of the driveway, heading toward town.

“Okay, well, I’m going to listen to music back here. Very loud music. So loud, in fact, my watch will likely yell at me and tell me it’s too loud, but I’m going to keep it that loud. The whole time. Plus, I’m tired, so I will have my eyes closed,” Bryn says from the back, and I laugh, glad Bryn is such an easy person.

“What are you even doing home?” I ask Jameson. He isn’t supposed to be around for another two weeks, and I had big plans for those two weeks.

“The meetings Bryn was supposed to be at this week changed, and I figured with all the drama with the hailstorm and everything, we should come home. Plus, Bryn’s going to stay here while I’m gone for the tournament this week so she can get shit done at work. She’s worried about falling behind, since she’ll be helping the team get ready for the tournament and event next week.”

“It does sound like a really cool event. I’m glad I get to go.”

“You’re…right. I forgot JT mentioned you were going with him. At the time, I thought you were just a convenient date.”

“I was just a convenient date at the time.”

“Are you sure you’re more than that now?” Jameo asks, and I guess the kid gloves are coming off.

“He said he wanted to date me this morning, so…yeah.”

“This morning, huh?”

“Yep,” I say, popping the final ‘p’ sound.

“Tough timing on his part.”

“He claims you getting home had nothing to do with it.”

“Sure.”

“Jameo!” I’m annoyed now. JT ishisbest friend. “What the hell? You’re the one who’s best friends with the guy. Doyouthink it’s just because you got home?”

“Honestly, Lila, I don’t know what to think. I haven’t seen JT with anyone who he even remotely pretended to be more than friends or fuckbuddies with since college.” He pounds his hand on the steering wheel. “This is why guys shouldn’t date their friends’ sisters! I know way too much about how he treats women for me to want you to be with him.”

“What does that mean? How does he treat them?!”

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