She’d pulled her honey-blonde hair back from her face in a crown braid but let the rest of her hair flow down her back. She had on this lacy, flowy top and tight jeans with holes at the knees. She wore these platform wedge heels and a tiny little crossbody bag that separated her breasts in just the right way.
I was going to hell for whatever thoughts happened to cross my mind when it came to Felicity Carter, but I had known that for more than deemed right.
After all, my best friend’s little sister was now in her early twenties and all woman.
And I knew exactly what she tasted like.
I quickly drained my beer, adjusted myself in my jeans, and stomped towards the bar.
“You’re not going to get anything for us!” Rune called out before the rest of the table laughed, and I ignored them.
The bartender handed me another drink, and I gestured towards the rest of the table. “Another round for them. I’ll carry them back over with me.”
“No worries, I got you,” one of Rune’s people said with a grin.
“We don’t mind walking to go help out the boss. Keeps him on our good side.”
I snorted. “I didn’t know Rune had a good side.”
“Amen,” they said, and I shook my head, gulping more of my beer.
Felicity and a couple of people I didn’t recognize moved over to where Teagan was, and the girls laughed, the noise of the whole room intensifying with the frequency of their voices.
A couple of tourists moved in on them and pulled Felicity and one of her friends out onto the dance floor. I fisted my hand at my side, taking another drink. I didn’t need to do anything. She wasn’t my sister. Wasn’t my woman. And she was far too young for me.
But as the asshole grabbed her hips and moved her so he was practically grinding on her, my feet were moving before I thought better of it. Felicity laughed and shoved the guy back.
He held up both hands, grinned innocently, and went to dance with someone else. I didn’t even realize I was standing next to her, worrying, until she looked up at me.
“Callum. Something I can do for you?”
“You’re going to let some boy paw you like that?” I growled.
Her eyes widened, even after her cheeks pinked. “Maybe. You have a problem with that?”
“You know damn well that I do,” I whispered, keeping my voice low so no one would overhear.
She tried to look over my shoulder, but she was so small that she couldn’t even do so on her tiptoes. She was too small, too delicate. I’d break her, and we both knew it. The fact that my hands ached to reach out and grab her hips, to pull her closer to me, nearly broke me.
But this was Rune and Atlas’ little sister. Off-limits didn’t even begin to cover it.
She was more than a decade younger than me, and it didn’t matter that we hadn’t known each other as kids. All that mattered was that she couldn’t be mine.
“Callum. Stop looking at me like that. I’m fine. I’m not drinking. And you need to stop worrying about me.”
“I’m always going to worry about you. You’re a little Carter.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Really? That’s what you’re going with. Why don’t you go hang out with my brother and all your friends and think about being old men or whatever the hell you keep thinking that you are? I’m going to go back with my friends and enjoy myself. That’s what you told me to do all those years ago, right? Enjoy myself? Alone? It’s what I’m good at, after all.”
“Atlas is going to be here next week.” I changed the subject quickly. I did not want to think about what happened two years ago. The way she had felt under me, the way her heart had beat so rapidly against my chest. I didn’t want to think about her curves, the feel of her breasts against my chest. I didn’t want to think about the fact that I’d nearly bent her over, spread her legs, and tasted that liquid honey between them.
No, I wasn’t going to think about that.
From the way that her eyes narrowed, I had a feeling she knew exactly where my mind had drifted.
“I do know he’ll be here. I miss my brother, so it’ll be nice to have him home for a little bit, even though I know he has to go right back on the road. He’s my big brother, just like Rune is. You aren’t, Callum. Stop acting like it.”
“We both know that I don’t treat you like my little sister.”