Page 29 of Endlessly Yours
I bumped my hip against hers. “It’s not. He’s just screwing with me.”
Or rather, he was screwing with Brooks. But I wasn’t about to say that out loud.
“He wants to be screwing something,” Ava muttered, and I choked on my water before glaring at her.
Heat scorched my skin, and it had nothing to do with the sun. I looked up to see Brooks studying my face.
I swallowed hard and did my best to pull my gaze from him as the whistle sounded.
Somebody called out a number and then a name, but it was all I could do not to stare at Brooks as his body moved in such quick motions. He worked with his hands for a living, and I knew exactly what those hands felt like on my skin. But the way that he moved with such grace and strength? It just did something to me. I barely resisted the urge to press my thighs together again.
Then Callum whistled at me, and I looked up, only to see Brooks slam the other man into the ground.
“Brooks!” I called out, my voice sharp.
“Oh, that’s going to leave a bruise,” Aurora called out.
The two of them were growling at each other as I ran over, not thinking. I put my hand on Brooks’s shoulder and pulled him back.
“Seriously? It’s not a full contact sport.”
“Well, Brooks and I just had to say a few things to each other. Help me up, baby?” Callum asked, holding out his hand.
I glared at him, wondering what the hell he was up to before I pulled him up to his feet, my back pressing against Brooks’ front.
I swallowed hard, ignoring the heat of both men. They were both above six feet and towered over me, and suddenly, I felt like a little mouse with two giant lions growling at me.
I cleared my throat before shaking my head at the two of them and walking back to Ava.
I had no idea what that was about, but I wanted nothing to do with it.
Or at least that’s what I kept telling myself.
“I have so many questions,” Ava said after a moment, and I rolled my eyes.
“And I don’t have any answers. It’s pottery and wine tonight, right?” I asked.
“Yes. And we should go head to that now,” Aurora answered. “The boys can keep getting all sweaty together.”
My lips twitched, but I didn’t turn back to see if Brooks or Callum were looking over.
I didn’t want Callum, and I knew he didn’t want me. But he was annoying Brooks for some reason. How was I supposed to tell him it was all in vain?
Because Brooks didn’t want me, and I couldn’t want him.
Reminding myself of that, I pulled out my phone.
Me
Everything going okay?
Cameron
Fine.
I sighed, knowing that I had given her a phone so we could keep in contact for emergencies and just so I knew where she was, but she hated texting me back.
But the rule was, if she wanted to keep the phone, she had to answer me.
