Page 69 of Before It Was Love


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“As we were discussing non-alcoholic beer the other day, I thought it would be a good idea to try these.” Paisley pours beer into the five glasses and hands one to each of us. “It’s a Shandy.”

“What’s a Shandy?” I ask.

“It’s a mix of lager and lemon-flavored soda.”

“Can I try it or do I need to swirl it around first?”

“Go ahead.”

I take a sip. “It’s refreshing.” I try another sip. “It tastes more of lemonade than beer, though.”

“Is that a problem?” Paisley asks. “Is the taste of the lemonade overpowering?”

“It’s good,” Nova declares.

Paisley sighs. “You can’t be critical, so your opinion is not interesting.”

Nova sets down her beer. “I can, too, be critical.”

“I can’t believe this.” Chloe slams her beer down on the table.

Paisley frowns. “What can’t you believe? We agreed to add low and non-alcoholic beers to our assortment.”

“I’m not referring to the beer.”

“I think it’s yummy,” Maya says.

Chloe growls. “How is everyone ignoring the big picture here?”

Nova shrugs. “It’ll be fine. If Flynn breaks Sophia’s heart, we’ll be there to pick up the pieces.”

Chloe points to my face. “He’s already hurting her. Making her his dirty little secret. And not fighting for her. It’s high school graduation all over.”

I flinch. This isn’t the same as high school graduation I remind myself. Then, Flynn rejected me. He’s not rejecting me now. Keeping our relationship private is not the same as being a secret. Flynn hates gossip is all.

Nova pats my hand. “Stop being mean.”

Chloe scowls “I don’t want Sophia to run away again. We just got her back to the island.”

“She won’t run away again. If Flynn breaks her heart, we’ll pull some prank to make him regret his choices.” Maya taps her phone. “I already have a list of ideas. Do you want to hear them?”

I hold up a hand to stop her. “I’m not happy Flynn wants to keep our relationship quiet, but he promised he’d tell my brother himself soon.”

And he’s not going to break my heart. He can’t. I don’t love him.

Yet.

Chapter 22

Keep calm and blame it on the sheep.

Flynn

Iwatch as Sophia climbs out of her car. Her hair whips in the air as she scans the area for me. I wave and she smiles. Her smile hits me in the chest before spreading warmth through my body. I’d love to see her smile directed at me every day for the rest of my life.

She struts toward me in another one of those short, tight skirts. I want to push it up her legs. Maybe fuck her while it’s wrapped around her waist. And she’s keeping those shoes on. I look forward to feeling the spiked heels dig into my ass while I’m buried inside her.

I clear my throat and lock down my muscles before my cock decides now is a good time to fulfill those fantasies.

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