Page 31 of Restrictions

His attitude toward Viv pisses me the fuck off, but I assume he hit on her at one point and got turned down cold, and this is just his passive-aggressive way of handling it.

“Some guy from school.”

“Hope he likes cold showers.”

“Stop, asshole. I mean it. Or I’ll kick your ass out too.”

He laughs. “Where’s the kid?”

“He’s helping Viv get ready. And it’s just going to be a night of cartoons and pizza. You might as well go to a party or something.”

He shrugs. “Nah. I’m already here.” He tucks his arm behind his head, getting even more comfortable. “And besides, I like cartoons and pizza as much as the next guy.”

“I need new friends.”

He chuckles, but my attention is no longer on him as Baz runs down the stairs followed by Viv. And it’s her I can’t unglue my eyes from.

Holy. Shit.

Sawyer must notice my lack of response to whatever joke he made and turns around, letting out a low whistle as Viv approaches the last step.

I’ve never seen her dressed like this, and I can’t look away. Her dress is navy, with thin straps and is low-cut, showing more cleavage than I’ve ever fucking seen on her. I had no idea how perky and full her tits were until now. The dress is cinched at the waist with a brown belt, showing off her tanned, toned calves. She left her hair down but curled it and is wearing her makeup a little darker than normal with her lips painted red.

Fuck, she’s gorgeous.

“Damn, Viv. You clean up nice.”

Suddenly I have the urge to poke Sawyer’s eyes out as I walk toward her and try to come up with something to say that doesn’t make me sound like an asshole or like I want to hump her leg. “You look nice.”

She smiles, grabbing a clutch-style purse. “Thank you.” Her eyes stay on Sawyer and then slide over to me suspiciously.

“It’s just him. Bianca’s not here,” I assure her.

“Yup, just here to supervise him watching the kid.” Sebastian jumps on the couch next to Sawyer, showing him his newest toy, and I laugh. Sawyer can’t be all bad if Baz likes him. The kid is an excellent judge of character.

“Yeah, I’ll watch them both. Don’t worry.”

She nods, still giving me the cold shoulder after how I reacted when she told me she had a date. But if she seriously thinks her being a mom won’t be a big deal, she has a rude awakening coming, and I don’t like it.

“Thank you. I won’t be gone long.”

“Oh, come on, Viv. You dressed up all nice.” Sawyer pivots so he’s looking over the back of the couch at her again. “You did your hair.” His eyes slide down her legs, and I feel that rage boiling back up again. “I’m sure you shaved your legs.” His eyes float higher. “Maybe other things.”

I move my body further in front of Viv, blocking Sawyer’s view. “Shut up.”

Baz turns his whole little body around looking at me. “Umm... Mommy says we aren’t supposed to say that.”

Shit. I look at Viv, who smiles over at Baz. “That’s right. We say ‘be quiet.’”

“Sorry, little man.” I look over at Sawyer, deadly serious. “Be. Quiet.”

He laughs and turns back around, gaining Baz’s full attention again. I focus on Viv, keeping my voice low. “I’m sorry about the other day.”

She noticeably tenses and tries to wave it off. “It’s fine.”

My eyes won’t stay off her tits, and I have to mentally force myself not to keep looking down at them. What the fuck is wrong with me? “It’s not. I was an ass, but I think you should tell him sooner rather than later.”

“He’s picking me up here. Baz is awake. It’s no big deal. He’s going to find out.”

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