The Wayward Sister (The Wayward Sons 5)
We’re both gasping for air when we part, chests heaving, breath shallow.
“Wow,” he says, shivering when I thread my fingers through the hair at the back of his neck. “I never knew fourteen-year-old boys could kiss so good.”
I laugh. “Gross.”
“Thank you for giving me another shot.”
“Thank you for taking it.”
I know I should tell him about the guys. I know I should start this off on the right foot, but right now, I just want to feel his lips on mine and have a moment of peace before all the other shit barreling down at us.
When he pulls me against his bare, damp body, that’s exactly what I do. Take that moment and kiss it as hard as I can.
25
Sierra
“I think we need to have a discussion,” I say, cornering Holden and Adrian in Dex’s old bedroom. “Before things go too far.”
Adrian tugs a clean shirt over his head, giving me a quick view of his body. Now is not the time, Sierra…
“What are you talking about?” Holden asks from the desk chair.
I run my fingers over the bandage on my wrist. “I kissed Smith. Or really, he kissed me. We kissed, and I didn’t tell him that we’d kissed.”
Adrian breaks into a wide grin. “Really? He finally did it?”
I nod, feeling sick to my stomach. It’d taken me and Smith weeks—months, really--to get to this place. I didn’t know how to go forward.
“We should just tell him,” Holden says. “We’re adults and we’ve chosen an unconventional relationship. He can make his own decision.”
“What if he gets mad or says no?”
Adrian frowns. “He won’t get mad at you, Sierra.” He glances at Holden. “At us? Possibly. You? I don’t think so.”
I grimace. “Why is this so awkward?”
“Because there are three dicks involved and sharing isn’t very common.”
“That’s not helpful,” I tell Adrian. “But you’re probably right.”
“We can all tell him,” Holden suggests.
“No. It needs to come from me. He can make the choice without any pressure.”
“Are you going to ask him while you’re naked or wearing clothes?” Adrian asks.
“Does that matter?”
Holden nods. “Definitely. If you’re naked he’s not going to be in his right mind. He’d agree to anything.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s ridiculous.”
The expression on their faces tell me it’s not.
Shit.
There goes Plan A.