Page 25 of Only a Kiss

All I knew for sure was that giving her up was going to wreck me.And no matter what choice I made, someone I loved was going to get hurt.

Don’t lie to yourself

SADIE

Every year, the Joneses took a huge camping trip to the lake, and every year since Jenna and I became best friends, I’d gone with them.It was something I looked forward to every summer, but this summer I had a knot in my stomach the size of California.Mainly because I had no idea how the hell I was supposed to be around Jenna and Travis at the same time for three days without her realizing that her dad and I had been fucking like rabbits for the past month—and that I was completely head over heels in love with him.

When Jenna and I arrived, Travis and his brother, Wyatt, had already set up camp.Most of the friends and family that usually came were here, about twenty people in total, and all of them were already more than halfway to drunk if the rowdy laughter was any indication.

“Hey Dad,” Jenna said, walking up to Travis who looked sinfully delicious in a pair of jeans that hugged his ass perfectly and a T-shirt that was tight around his chest and biceps, yet loose around his stomach.It didn’t help I’d tasted every inch of the rugged body he was hiding underneath those clothes, and my mouth watered at the memory.

“Hey Uncle Wyatt,” she said next, pulling my attention away from Travis and the restrained look he sent my way.I glanced over as Jenna hugged Wyatt, only to find him already staring at me with a huge shit-eating grin on his face.

As Jenna pulled away, he said, “Hey Sadie.”He walked over and threw his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into a side hug.The uncharacteristic gesture had me glancing up at him at the same time that he shot a sly grin to Travis, and my whole body stiffened.

Did he know?

Did Travis tell him that we’d been having sex?

I tried to covertly glance at Travis to gauge what Wyatt could possibly know when I caught Jenna’s confused expression as her gaze lingered on her uncle’s arm wrapped around my shoulders.“Wyatt, what the hell?Let Sadie go; she’s way too young for you anyway.”

Her words hit me like a sledgehammer.My breath left my body in a silent whoosh, and I glanced over at Travis in time to see his face go white as a sheet.

Shit.

Wyatt was four years younger than Travis, so if she thought he was too old for me, father or not, she’d definitely think Travis was too old for me.

Except…he didn’t feel old.

When we were together, it felt right.It felt better than any relationship I’d ever been in.I’d never been so completely satisfied, and more than that, he fit every criteria Jenna had always said I should want in a relationship.

Great sex?Check.

Stimulating conversation?Check.

Similar humor?Check.

And now, watching his face, I was terrified that Jenna’s offhanded comment was going to destroy whatever bliss we’d had.

Fortunately, Jenna couldn’t see the devastation on my face, because she was still focused on Wyatt with her brow arched as she waited impatiently for him to remove his arm from my shoulders.But apparently he hesitated too long.

“That’s enough,” Travis’s voice boomed, catching us all off guard.He cleared his throat.“Leave Sadie alone, Wyatt.She’s just here for a weekend away with her friend, not to be harassed by you.”

Wyatt winked at him as he lifted his arm away from me.“Whatever you say, Daddy.”

Travis glared at him until Wyatt held his hands up in an innocent gesture and let out a laugh.“Alright, alright.I’ll stop.No need to be so uptight.You’d think you haven’t been getting laid with how much of a stick-in-the-mud you’re being.”

If I’d had any doubts before about whether or not Wyatt knew about Travis and me hooking up, that one comment squashed them.I knew he wasn’t having sex with anyone else—he wouldn’t have the time with how much we spent together.

Jenna’s gaze snapped to her dad.“You’re seeing someone?”

“No.It’s nothing,” he said automatically.“It was a fling.”The last word came out slower like he’d just realized who was present while he denied our importance to each other.

Me.

I tried not to let his words hurt because there was nothing about them that was news to me.But that didn’t make them sting any less or make it any easier to keep breathing and pretending like my heart wasn’t shriveling up in my chest.

Jenna frowned.“You know you deserve more than that, right?I know Mom put you through a lot, but you deserve to find a woman who actually loves you and respects you.”

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