Room 452

He winks. “You don’t even like him.”

I sigh. “It’s not that.”

“Oh?” Sawyer asks as he turns his body toward me.

I shrug. “Todd’s the type of guy that only does something if it’s convenient for him. I guess I want more than that, you know?”

Sawyer smirks. “Oh yes, the knight in shining armor who slays the dragon to get to you.” He mocks.

I roll my eyes. “Shut up.” Then I try to smile. “It’s not too much to ask to be someone’s priority.” My tone doesn’t match my words since I’m having a hard time believing them myself.

Sawyer gives me a half smile. He’s always able to tell what I’m thinking. “Todd’s a fucker.” He says with a grin, but his eyes tell me he understands. How could he not understand? We’re the same that way. Neither one of us depends on anyone but ourselves.

Grateful that Sawyer gave me the option to continue this conversation or not, I decide to change the subject. “So, Chip’s putting himself out there, but I don’t see you trying to find this lady you are supposedly going to settle down with.”

He laughs as he lays back down. “I think I’m content where I’m at now.”

I open my eyes wide. “Oh my God! You already think you’re going to get laid tonight!”

He smirks. “There’s nothing wrong with a consistent lay you know.”

I giggle. “Is that what you call a girlfriend? A consistent lay?” I laugh harder.

He shrugs. “I don’t know. I’ve never had one before.”

“What’s the most number of times you’ve slept with the same person?” I ask.

He narrows his eyes. “In one night?”

I shove his shoulder. “No you dork. On separate occasions.”

He looks down like he’s trying to think of someone, but he can’t think of anyone. I gasp and then smile even bigger at him. “No! Seriously? Never?”

He gives a nervous chuckle. “I don’t know. Maybe. I can’t remember.”

I laugh again. “How do you figure out what they like then?”

He looks at me like I’m stupid. “I don’t care.”

“Asshole.” I joke.

He cocks an eyebrow at me. “I didn’t see you complaining.”

“Maybe it could have been better.” I challenge him.

He laughs, but then his eyes darken as he crawls over to me. “Please. I can read your every whimper and moan.” He rumbles as he runs his mouth up my neck, and fuck if I don’t whimper and moan.

Chip walks back to where our towels are laid out. Sawyer is over here whispering dirty things in my ear and kissing up my shoulder and neck. Chip makes a disgusted face. “Will you two stop?”

Sawyer lays back down on his back and laughs. “What’s that now? The fifth girl who’s turned you down?”

He lets out a frustrated noise. “C’mon, let’s get dinner. I don’t have a chance when all the girls keep ogling your naked chest.”

I laugh and run my fingers down Sawyer’s abs. “We ogle him when he’s fully clothed too.”

Sawyer smiles at me. “You’re being weirdly nice today.”

I laugh. “Your body is the only reason I’m here.” I joke.