LOGIN~ GAVIN ~“Do you think you’re jealous of your brother?”The question was direct — too direct, but I guess that’s the point of therapy. To help people confront the uncomfortable feelings buried deep in their hearts. When I walked into Dr. Sid’s office about twenty minutes ago, I thought I was ready to do that. But as the session progressed, I found myself less and less sure. The last few weeks had been an emotional rollercoaster for me. Beginning with my mother’s posthumous birthday which as always, reminded me that I was the reason it was ‘posthumous’.To Edward’s party which had me questioning my life choices. Then meeting my father again — and taking his not-so-subtle jab at the dining table. “…that’s more than I can say for someone else.”That clause was addressed to me and it refused to leave my head since then. Robert’s words kept repeating in an infinite loop. I thought I loved my life as the Tattoo Master. I thought I had gotten over losing the leadership position at the f
~ SIENNA ~I heard Margo gasp at the other end of the line but she recovered quickly. And then she said something she should never have said. “Well, your mother hasn’t been in the picture for a while so I might as well stand in for her.”The words struck me like a double edged blade had been dipped in poison and driven straight through my chest, twisted for good measure. Margo, of all people. She knew more than anyone, the hollow ache I carried from being estranged from my family. And yet, she said it.My reply was not thoughtful. Or dignified. But it had a purpose. Just one. To make Margo feel something close to the searing pain spreading through my ribs.“Go to hell and stand in for the devil,” I retorted, my voice surprisingly calm and measured. “You can say Hi to your father while you’re there.”There was a beat of stunned silence. “What?”“You heard me, Margo Darby.”“Wow. Fuck you, Sienna!” she shrieked.“And fuck you too.”The line went dead with a sharp, decisive beep. I sta
~ SIENNA ~“I… it… this isn’t… oh my God.” I grabbed the traitorous device off the ground, shoving it deep into another carton as if burying evidence. As if it would make Gavin forget what he just saw. “Sex toys are nothing to be embarrassed about, babygirl — even though you got a rather huge one there,” he said with a smirk, enjoying my torment a little too much. “But if that is the reason you’d pass on the good time I’m offering, I’m sorry, you have no idea what you’re missing.”He waited for me to meet his eyes but my gaze drifted everywhere but in his direction. So he did something about it, and I found myself lost in the world behind his thick lashes. He had closed the space between us and wrapped his hand around my neck, tilting my head up to look at him.Our faces were dangerously close now. I could see the sharp ends of the thin, dark scar running across his cheekbone. I could count the hair strands that formed his stubble.I could kiss him. God, I wanted to. His lips, like
~ SIENNA ~Gavin’s laughter tore through the cold air and I found myself feeling a tingle of pride for making him laugh so heartily. He came to my window, supporting his weight against the door with both hands. “So if I didn’t, you would’ve run me over?”I pretended to think for a while. “No. But only because of your beautiful niece. How’s she?”His face brightened even more. “She’s great. Super excited about welcoming her brother soon. The baby shower was a few days ago.”Happiness and another feeling I didn’t want to acknowledge filled my heart. “Awww that’s wonderful news.”“I searched in vain for someone to accompany me to the party. Maybe I should have asked you.”“And have me sitting awkwardly in a corner while your happy family reminds me of everything I don’t have? Not a chance,” I answered honestly.He arched a perfectly shaped brow. “Uh… you seem awfully confident that my family is ‘happy.’ Why’s that?”“Because I have four uncles and I don’t remember any of them taking me
~ GAVIN ~Sienna pulled away from me so abruptly, you’d think she touched a live wire. I was going to ask what the problem was when I noticed her staring blatantly at my cock. I didn’t need to look to know what she was seeing. But that didn’t explain why she looked like I had just dealt her the biggest betrayal ever. If I had any doubts about just how unpredictable Sienna could be, this rainy afternoon was erasing all. She had gone from humbly accepting my offer of a warm car, to being a sharp mouth and dishing out verbal blows, to looking at me like she wanted me to immediately spread her legs and fuck her, to suddenly bursting into tears, to even complimenting me, and now glaring at me like the devil just confessed I had been his mentor all along. All in less than an hour. She wiped her tear streaked face with the back of her hand. “I was sharing my problems with you and you were… getting hard?”Fuck me. That was it? My erection was the problem? I would have fallen into a fit of
~ SIENNA ~Gavin’s words shouldn’t have had any effect on me. They shouldn’t have made my pulse quicken and my thighs draw closer together. Not when I hated his guts. And his evil smirk. And the fact that he turned my body into his freestyle canvas without my permission. But they did. I shifted in my seat, my eyes fixed on the rain streaked windshield as if there was a message for me in the patterns. I could feel him watching me. Eagerly. Like a predator waiting for its prey to make one wrong move. He wasn’t wrong about the setting. The empty stretch of road promised no witnesses — or interruptions. His car was the perfect cocoon, not just with room to move but cushioned surfaces for maximum comfort. Even the music seemed like it had been strung together for this exact moment. And as for two willing bodies… mine had been humming with heat since we touched under the umbrella.We could totally do it right now. I would finally see — and taste — the díck that had been tormenting my t







