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“Sorry.”

“You know for being so young.”

“Please stop talking.”

“Yup.”

Chapter Seventeen

Sookie

I don’t know what I did to deserve this painful hell I’m in now.

Like what the actual fuck did I ever do to anyone to be in this state? I’m in need. In goddamn need and I’m so wound up now, I don’t know how I’m going to make it through the night. How much longer of this torture am I to endure?

People are talking to me.

They’re asking me questions.

I’m answering. But I’m not here. Or not really here for it, I should say.

Lucas asked me about a sandwich from some famous shop they brought in for kraft services, but I couldn’t tell you what the nature of his question was about. I just nodded and agreed with whatever he was saying—all because my thoughts were completely zeroed in on something else.

Or someone else to be clear.

I stand in the corner of the make-shift video village the team put together and try to get my thoughts in some kind of order. I need to come down from the high… the fucking exhilarating high she took me on, just touching her took me to. And I definitely need to stop thinking about her body.

Her nipples.

Fuck.

Her legs wrapped around my waist in the perfect position for me to just slip right…

Shit, I need to do something about this boner is what I need to do.

“Are you even on this planet, man?” Lucas asks me and stares at me with a great deal of pity. He shakes his head as if I’ve just been diagnosed with some incurable disease.

Come to think of it, Ari is kind of like that. I’ve been plagued by her for years and no matter what I do I can’t shake her.

“Where else would I be?” I ask him.

“Back up on that grassy knoll with your naked ass against the tree about to take the plunge with Ari and potentially get your ass kicked by her brother and ruin your whole life—everything you’ve ever worked for and possibly ruin ours too.”

Leave it to Lucas to sum it up nicely.

Before I can answer or at least try and defend myself, Rae shows up with some of the other guys for some shot the director thought he wanted, but then changed his mind about. I am convinced Director Simon thinks he’s making Gone with the Wind, or some Emmy award-winning television series—I don’t know who wants to break the news to him that this is the furthest thing from award-winning television—maybe the Razzies—but it’s not going to be me.

“How’d your date go?” Rae nods at me and brushes his hair from his face.

“Fine.” I shrug and try to act cool, like I wasn’t just making out with his sister or that my hands weren’t all over her body on places he probably wouldn’t approve of. No, he definitely wouldn’t approve.

“Just fine?” Rae asks.

“I kissed her,” I say pointedly.

Rae curses and shakes his head at me. I can only imagine what his response would be to finding out that I was just worshipping his sister’s naked body and imagining doing all sorts of other things to it and with her—and all the places I’ve imagined us being…

God, I need to stop thinking.

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