Page 3 of Indecent Obsession
Sara’s brows pinch together. “Why would you think Drew is part of it?”
“You two happen to start dating after Tom leaves? He owns a club Tom frequents, where he meets with people? I don’t know, trouble. I need to protect you and that means looking at everything.” He pauses in front of her.
When their eyes lock, she’s not smiling. “One, I’m the one who decided to date Drew. He never contacted me. I made the first move.”
She stands and glares up at him with her hands on her hips. “Two, even Finn knew about this club. Come on. None of us knew he owned it, and most likely, Tom didn’t know either.”
Wyatt stands perfectly still.
“Maybe you’re just jealous Drew is here at all.”
He grabs the back of her neck and drags her against his body. She gasps at the sudden movement, but she also softens beneath his touch.
“He’s here for you, trouble.” Wyatt lifts her so she’s on her tiptoes. Her hands brace on his chest. “You are the only reason he’s here. Finn, Dante, and I are here for you, but also because we’re friends. None of us could have you without hurting the others. So do I have reservations about the guy I barely know that I just let fuck my best friend’s sister? Yeah, I do.”
She pushes at his chest but doesn’t move an inch. “Fuck you, Wyatt. He’s not part of whatever Tom is into. You just want any reason to hate him because he’s the only one that could’ve taken me completely away from all of you.”
Wyatt growls and lowers his face to hers. “You’re mine, trouble. No one can take you from me now.”
Finn gives me a look. We need to de-escalate this situation. As one, we stand.
“Wyatt—”
Wyatt’s dark eyes meet mine. He’s in control, but just barely.
“I’m fine.” He closes his eyes and draws in a breath. When he opens his eyes, he’s better and turns to Sara. “Once we negotiate our contract, I can’t wait to punish you.”
She arches an eyebrow. “Are you going to spank me like a naughty school girl, sir?”
Fuck. Leave it to Sara to throw gasoline on a smoldering fire.
His mouth crashes over hers. Finn sighs and walks over to the bar, gesturing with his head for me to follow.
“Those two are going to hate fuck every night, aren’t they?” Finn hands me a glass of scotch.
I glance back. Sara’s hands are tangled in Wyatt’s hair while he holds her in place, one hand on the back of her neck and the other on her ass. She’s making these little noises of pleasure. Finn’s not wrong.
“The years aren’t just going to fall away since they’re fucking now. She’s mad at him for ignoring her and he’s frustrated from having to ignore her.” I shake my head and sip my scotch, trying to process that interview. “Do you think Tom knows what he’s gotten himself into?”
Finn scoffs. “Does he ever?”
“We need to be careful.”
Wyatt lowers Sara onto the couch. Drew walks in and shakes his head at Wyatt and Sara.
“Someone should splash cold water on those two.” Drew walks over to the bar and Finn hands him a glass. “Or ask them to take off their clothes.”
Drew smirks as he watches. I get it. The passion between them burns fucking hot.
He takes a drink and glances at us. “The fucking FBI? What the fuck are you guys dragging me into?”
“Pretty sure it’s Sara who dragged you into it.” Finn grins. “And it’s not us. It’s Tom. He has a knack for making things go sideways fast, but usually he catches it before it goes too far.”
“Every bad plan we had in high school came from Tom.” I smile. “But that guy has a guardian angel or something on his back because he always knows when it’s time to stop or run. Worked out great for us when we were teens.”
When the sound of a zipper releasing breaks the silence, Drew says loudly, “Can you two not fuck in my office? At least let me be the first one to fuck Sara in my office.”
Sara jerks her head back and turns her passion-laden gaze to us. “What now then?”
