Infatuation:A Rebel Stepbrother Romance(14)By: Phoenyx Slaughter
Her hand settles on his shoulder. It’s an innocent gesture, but it raises the beast in me anyway. “Aw, Stu, she’s giddy as a school girl today. She loves you so much. You’re perfect together.”
“Yeah, and I think she feels sorry for you,” I add, just to be helpful.
“Big help,” Ella mutters under her breath, and I grin at her.
“See you two later,” Stu says before taking off.
“I better go take care of Summer.”
I catch Ella’s hand before she takes a step. “You look beautiful. I wanted you to know that before things get crazy today.”
Her lips part, and she swallows hard before answering. “Thank you.”
“Let’s get this party started!” Lena shouts as she enters the hallway we’re clustered in.
The photographer motions us outside for photos.
“I’m so nervous, Ella,” Summer whispers as I help her down the stairs.
“I love him so much. What if he doesn’t show up?”
Laughter bubbles out of me. “Oh, honey. You have no idea how perfect you are for each other.”
After a billion pictures, we proceed to the beach. It’s a quick ceremony. Nerves keep me from processing all of it. My shaky hands almost drop the wedding band, and I briefly panic that it will get swallowed up in the sand and be gone forever.
But everything goes smoothly. As my two friends pledge their eternal love for each other, my gaze strays to Flynn. He’s so handsome, my head hurts.
He winks, and my cheeks warm.
After the ceremony, we party. The barbeque smells amazing, but I barely taste a thing.
“Dance with me, lil’ sis,” Flynn asks. I’d been so lost in my thoughts, I didn’t hear his approach.
He’s offering me his hand when I turn, but he doesn’t wait for me to take it. Instead, he grabs my hips and yanks me to him.
“Wedding’s over, sweet stuff. Time for us to talk,” he whispers in my ear.
His lips against my hair spark a fire inside me. “Flynn, no.”
Over his shoulder, I spot Lena sneaking up behind Flynn. She wraps her arms around his waist. “Hey, baby.”
His jaw clenches so tight, he can barely spit out, “Not now, Lena.”
She storms off, and he turns back to me. “I’m sorry. Where were we?”
“This morning, she told me you two spent the night together,” I say, just to see his reaction.
His jaw drops. “Absolutely not. We’ve been over for a long time, Ella.”
“I knew she was lying. She told us she spent the night in your room.”
The grin returns to his face. “Oh, you should have led with that.”
“I just wanted to see your reaction.”
“No games, Ella. No more. You and—”
Stu’s father interrupts to talk business. I politely excuse myself and head for the surf. Tiny waves trickle over my toes. After the stressful day, the cool, salty water refreshes me.
“Are you cold?” Flynn calls out.
Without turning around, I answer. “No. It feels good.”
He slips his arms around my waist and pulls me tight against his chest. He props his chin on top of my head, and we stare out at the water together.
After a few minutes of silence, his mouth brushes against my ear. “We’re finishing one of our kisses, Ella.”
His hands slide down to my hips so he can turn me to face him. “You know how.”
My hands press against his chest, but of course, moving him back is impossible. My heart thumps wildly at the images his words conjure up.
“You know that’s a bad idea.” The more I say it, the less convinced I am.
“I know no such thing.”