Page 120 of Please Save Me

He lifted his gaze just in time for the pack of candy I tossed hit him on the forehead. Sebastian’s husky eyes lowered into a glare, and I mumbled out an apology. Mason giggled at us, but the joy didn’t dull the edge of Seb’s anger.

“Cameron, what is this?” Irritation crept into his words as he picked up the package, examining it as if it had fallen from space.

The bag rustled as I rooted through it, retrieving a pack of peanut butter cups.

“A snack,” I explained, shaking them in his direction. “Mae and I both got something. I’d feel bad if I left you out.”

Seb had weird eating habits, but I wasn’t going to push anything on him. So, instead of getting him something that I thought sounded good, I found ahealthierversion of gummy fish. They were dye-free, sugar-free, and vegan. That meant I had absolutely no idea what was in them, but they seemed good enough.

His gaze narrowed on the package as he awkwardly held it like he wasn’t sure what to do next. But, after a moment, the tension in his shoulders dropped, and I swore I saw him blush.

“Thank you, Cameron… that was rather considerate.”

I nodded. “No problem.”

This was the point where a normal person would open the packet, but he placed it off to the side, instead electing to get comfortable and focus on the sky. I did the same as I leaned back and opened my peanut butter cups.

The night was almost completely clear, and the stars dotting the sky shone like diamonds, lighting the night. Sebastian and I didn’t talk, but between crunching on her chips, Mason would point out some constellation and tell us all about it.

She told stories of prideful queens and gifts to gods. All of it was said with so much confidence that itfeltright, but I wondered how she remembered all of it.

She inched a little closer to me with a small shiver, and I wrapped my arm around her. But, as my arm draped over her shoulders, Sebastian had a similar idea.

His hand brushed mine, and an undeniable spark rocketed through me. Our eyes met for just long enough for me to feel the weight of that connection. I pulled my hand back, but the warmth of his skinlingered.

Mason seemed to be completely oblivious to the tension as she continued her stargazing.

“That’s one you should know–It’s the Big Dipper,” she explained, pointing at the stars that all seemed to look the same. Her finger trailed off to the side, and I followed it. “And right there’s the North Star.”

“I see it,” I lied.

But my little fib earned a smile from Mason, and that made it worth it.

As the night wore on, the air grew colder. Despite being nestled into the crook of Sebastian’s brawny arm, once again Mason shivered. For a moment, I debated cutting the night short and forcing her to go home. But, instead, something came over me.

Before I could think better of it, I inched closer to the two, wrapping my arm around them before putting my palm on Seb’s hip.

He looked up at me like I was a ghost. His eyes remained wide and his jaw tense as he refused to look away from me, and I did the same. I probably took whatever we were way too far, and he was uncomfortable.

At least, that was what I thought until our little staring contest ended. The second he looked away, he buried his face into Mason’s neck. I couldn’t see whatexactly he did, but whatever it was, it caused her to let out a startled gasp. After a moment, the gasp gave way to a soft moan as her eyes fluttered shut.

The sound sent a shiver down my spine, and my body begged for me to join inwhateverhe was doing… but we were outside. Not only that, but it was fucking cold. Neither of those facts seemed to stop Seb. In fact, if I didn’t know better, I’d say it spurred him on.

His palm slipped down her body and into the band of her PJ pants. The excitement in Mason’s eyes seemed to pierce through the night as her gaze drifted toward me. Her expression was expectant, to say the least.

“...Ain’t y’all worried about getting cold?”

Sebastian pulled away from Mason’s neck. His chest heaved as he watched her, and the two shared a laugh.

“Seriously? We’re about to fuck under the stars, and you’re worried about gettingcold?” Sebastian snorted.

I shrugged, trying to pretend that I didn’t feel a little out of place.

“I’m not worried aboutme… I’m worried about her.” I extended a finger toward Mason. “She’s pregnant. I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

Sebastian’s jaw was ajar as he looked at me like I was stupid. But he didn’t say anything. Instead, he pulled away slightly. For a moment, I thought I might have talked some sense into them. That thought went out the window when I noticed how Sebastian’s icy gaze devoured every inch of Mason.

“Look. She’s getting fucked one way or another.Eitheryou join us, or you miss out.” Sebastian’s warning came out as a raspy whisper.

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