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The SMS read:
-Hey sexy. How r u? I just called Heather n she told me about her new apartment. I imagine how angry u must be. Anyway, I proposed she came spend the night with me but she refused. Typical. I nid u to come, baby. I nid u to ride the hell out of me like u always do. Waiting for ur reply.-
The hell? Kevin was cheating on Heather with Sawyer? This was more than disrespectful towards Heather. The most shocking part of it was that Sawyer had the guts to do this to her sister!
Quickly, I scrolled down on their conversation and made as much screenshots as possible which I then sent to myself.
By the time I was through, I deleted all proof that I'd touched or searched her phone and kept it back in place.
A few seconds later, she was out of the toilet. That was a close one.
She didn't join me on the table but sashayed her way to the couch where she sat down and crossed her legs, giving me a flirty stare. She then tapped the couch, motioning me to come sit by her.
"Cmon. We're done with the dinner right?"
I managed a smile.
"Yeah." I got up and went to join her on the couch. We were really close.
With her legs crossed, she was leaning and facing me. I put a hand over her shoulder to act like I was flirting a little.
"I don't know how a hottie like you is still single." I said looking into her eyes. She gave me that smirk I'd always hated.
"I know right. Maybe you can help me solve that problem." she put a hand on my chest and slightly caressed me.
"You think?"
"I'm sure."
She leaned in close and tried to kiss me. Uh oh. I had to say something.
"How's Heather? I heard she packed out."
She stopped and gave me a cold stare.
"Please, let's not talk about her." she rolled her eyes and got out of my personal space.
"Seems you don't appreciate your older sister."
"You can say that."
"Why?"
"Because she's annoying. I do feel affectionate towards her but I still don't like her."
"Means your jealous of her?" I asked.
She scoffed.
"Tsk! Me? Jealous? Of her? What does she have that I don't??"
Uh, her mother's love, honesty, internal beauty, innocence, kindness, natural beauty , hardworking and a lot more.
"I don't know."
"Right! You don't know cuz there is nothing!" she exclaimed.
"Don't get angry." I tried to calm her down.
"It's just that I hate it when Heather's name pops up during conversations."
Seriously?
I tried to flatter her though.
"Don't worry. You're more beautiful and fascinating." I put an arm over her shoulder again. She smiled at me.
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Then why the fuck do you keep on making excuses and bringing up topics in order not to kiss me."
Bam! Caught! What was I gonna do now?
"Is that what you think?"
"I believe rather." she folded her arms, "What's wrong? You're hot, I'm hot. I like you, you like me. Kiss me, already! Cuz I don't understand."
Oh.
"Fine. Don't think there's something wrong. You want me to prove it?"
"Yes!"
I was finished.
"Okay." I then pretended to receive a text, "Hold on, let me reply." I sent a quick message to Keith. Then I turned to her. "Here it goes baby."
"I've been waiting."
I held her face in both hands. Damn. I got closer to her and closed my eyes. Where the hell was Keith?!
I had to believe, I just had to believe it was Heather I was about to kiss. If I kept in mind that it was Sawyer, I would throw up.
Sawyer's POV:
Yes!
I closed my eyes as we got closer. I felt an electric kind of feeling go through my body when I felt his lips on mine. Damn, I'd been waiting for this since the first fucking day!
He was such a good kisser. I kissed him passionately and with all my might, sending my tongue as much as possible into his warm mouth. I needed to be in bed with him!
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