EroticReverie

Sadie

 I can't think about him, I can't be attracted to Bryan. It's simply because he carried me through the woods, and he was being unusually attentive and caring. This wasn't him normally, and I had no idea what was making him want to waste his time with me. I don't bother him for the rest of the day, when I need to go to the bathroom I manage just fine, and the swelling on my ankle has gone done, and the thawed ice pack lays on the end of the bed as I sit there on my phone, listening to my other friends filter into the house downstairs. 

Maddie and Ashley come up to change out of their swim suits and ask me how my knee is. I just say fine, even though it's my ankle. I don't know why it irritates me that two of my best friends care less about my ankle than my long time nemesis, and even though I don't want them to sit around and waste their vacation, I'd have fucking sat with them, at least for today, to make sure they were okay, even if someone else did stay behind. I wouldnt want them to spend all day alone. I ignore the simmering anger inside of me, because there's no point in bringing it up. The day is over now anyways and the girls tell me that the guys are cooking food on the grill and I should come down for dinner. 

They leave the room without even offering to help me down the stairs. I bite back tears. Why was I so god damn emotional today?  Why were my friends so self involved and shitty sometimes? I make my way down the stairs, my eyes peeking into the room to the side, hoping for some reason that Bryan is there to help me wobble across the room, but I don't see him. 

Thomas and Griffin are standing as the girls all sit on the couch, all of them talking and laughing about all the fun they had to today. I put a smile on my face , fighting the wince as I hobble on my leg and try to keep weight off my foot. 

"Oh my god, are you okay? Maddie told us what happened" Leah says. I bite my tongue. 

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a sprained ankle." I say. Thanks for waiting till the end of the day to ask how i'm doing. Thanks for not taking a few minutes to come check on me, thanks, thanks , thanks. None of them offers to even get up off the couches they're laying on for me, and I swear I'm going to cry , so I just turn and make my way to the dining room area and sit down at the table by myself where Jacob and Jason are sitting drinking a beer.

"Where is Bryan?" I ask them and they chuckle, and I lift a brow. 

"Where else would he be? Chasing local tail, getting laid." Jacob says and I feel the slap of irrational jealousy sting every nerve and bone in my body. What the hell Sadie? He's on vacation too. He spent all day babying you, of course the way he looked at you meant nothing. It's Bryan, what did you expect? I say to myself in my head. I just nod and laugh along with them.

"How's the ankle?" Jacob asks and I shrug. 

"It's fine." I say. "Thanks." 

The girls are all in the other room, laughing and gossiping and the sound of their voices is getting on my nerves. 

"I'm just going to go back upstairs. I'm tired." I lie and stand and they just nod. I want to whimper. I want Brian.  but no, he's out banging some chick. That's all that look was, he wanted to bang me, that must have been why he stayed back to help me out, thinking it'd get him a hand job, or blow job or more. Then when he realized it wouldnt, he ditched me just like the rest of them. 

As I stand and turn to make my way back up stairs, the front door of the cabin opens and in walks Bryan, a big smile on his face, his arms full of bags. 

He starts to talk to the girls and then looks over and scowls when he sees me standing. 

"Shark bait, what the hell are you doing on your foot?" he says, and drops the bags and storms over to me. Instantly, I feel like a bitch, instantly I feel my eyes water and I fight back the tears. Because he didn't leave me, he went to the store, and I see the box of heart shaped chocolates fall from the bag and to the floor as he darts over to me. 

"Cmon guys, you cant fucking let her walk on it" he scols the guys who just shrug as he wraps his arm around me and throws my arm around his neck. 

"Where we goin? where you wanna sit?" he asks and my lip trembles, wobbling as I look at him, and his brows pinch. 

"Outside." I whisper and he nods and then sweeps me off my feet and carries me, honeymoon style out the front of the cabin and sits me down on a wooden swing made for two, except he sits me on his lap. 

"You sleep good?" he asks and pushes my hair back over my shoulder. 

I nod.

"What's wrong lil chipmunk?" he asks rubbing my back. 

I shake my head. "Have our friends always been so self absorbed and selfish and I just never noticed it?" I say and then I wince. 

"Sorry, no, Im just being a bitch, Im in a mood, forget I said that." I say. 

He laughs slightly and rubs my back. 

"You can talk to me chipmunk, I'm not gonna rat you out to the serpents in the other room" he says and I look at him and give a little smile. 

"It's just...I really did not want anyone to stay behind for me, but...I would have for them you know...and you were the only one who did....the last person I expected...and it just....it hurts my feelings I guess that my friends didnt even bother to spend you know just an hour or two before going off. I dont know, maybe I'm the selfish one." I  say, shutting up before I make myself cry. 

"Nah, our friends are kinda dicks sometimes." he says and I look at him. 

"And you have every right to be upset. Because I know you'd have say with them...maybe not with me...but for the girls you would have" he says and I frown. 

"Thank you for staying with me today." I say. 

"You didnt have to , and you did, and while you annoy the piss out of me...I just...it means something to me that you stayed. Even if I slept most of the day." I say and he smiles. 

"You're welcome." he says and his one hand slips over my lap, and he strokes my thigh. We both look down to his hand on my skin and I watch as his thumb traces small circles on my skin. 

"I thought you left...the guys said you went to hook up with a local girl." I say and he gives a small laugh. 

"I considered it." he says and I flinch and then try to hide it. 

"Would that have upset you if I did?" he asks and I look at him and shake my head. 

"No, why would it upset me?" I ask, lying my face off. What was happening here, did I hit my head when I fell? 

He shrugs. "Just checking." 

I lift my eyes to his and he stares at me again like he did upstairs.

"The only reason I considered it......"he says.

"Is because....I need to get my mind off of the fact you have dirty little dreams about me." he smirks. 

I roll my eyes and sigh. 

"That wasnt what I was-"

"You're such a little liar" he says and his hand on my lap lifts to my chin and grabs it and makes me look at him again and my breath hitches. 

"Want to know a secret?" he asks and I swallow. I shake my head. 

He smiles and looks at my mouth, and then back at my eyes. 

"I'm going to tell you anyways." he says and I feel my skin prickle with goosebumps and his hand on my back slides to my waist and he leans to the side of my face and brings his nose to my ear, brushing my hair back with it. 

"The second I left your room, I went to mine, and got off." he says and I inhale sharply and shiver and he groans softly in my ear and I try to lean my head towards his to get the feel of his breath off my ear and neck. 

"Do you know what I was thinking about Sadie?" he whisper, nudging his nose back against my ear.

"Bryan" I whisper.

"Of all the things you make me want to do to you" he says and I let out a slight whimper.

"It's not the first time you've been the reason I cum so hard I see fucking stars Sadie" he says and I squirm in his lap. 

"Bryan, don't" I say and turn my head and look at him and our faces are right there in front of one anothers and he lifts his hand to my face and then slips it back into my hair. 

"Why not?" he asks, his breath pushing over my mouth and my mouth parts. 

"Because, this isn't a good idea" I answer him. 

"Then you let me know when it IS a good idea." he says and I take another deep breath and exhale, swallowing audibly and his nose nudges mine. 

"Alright shark bait?" he whispers and I wasnt sure how, but that stupid nickname sounded hot right now with the way it rolled of his tongue. 

"Don't worry about our stupid friends...you just worry about how you're going to keep denying that you want me shark bait" he grins. 

"screw you" I whisper with a soft pant and he chuckles.

He shifts me off his lap and I take a large breath, finally able to breathe as he stands. 

"One sec" he says and walks into the house, coming back out with one of the bags and sits down beside you. 

He pulls out the heart shaped candy box and hands it to me. 

"Chocolate for you." he says and I take it. 

"I'll pay you back." I say and he laughs. 

"I don't want your money."  he says and pulls out a little teddy bear holding a heart that says get well soon on it and hands it to me. 

"You're ridicuclous, it's just a sprained ankle" I say and he smiles. 

"I've never tried this hard to be sweet, so fucking let me have my moment Shark bait." he says and I fight back a little smile, my knees shaking slightly from the moment on his lap, but so easily, he gets us back into the normal banter, as if we haven't now shared multiple moments where things could have happened that he'd probably regret. 

He pulls out a pack of chocolate chip chookies, and oreos, and a bag of bite size candy bars. 

"I really dont know what specific kind of chocolate you girls needs when you're emotional, but i got a lot of it...so...no more crying." he says and I smile. 

"I bought like six boxes of tampons, there's like eighty different kinds, but I got a bunch of different colors, and some of the like flat ones too." he says and I swear to god, it was inevitable. Bryan Brennan was going to earn himself at the very least, a kiss. Because not even my exes did stuff like this for me. 

"This kinda makes me want to kiss you." I say and he grins. 

"Yeah?" he waggles his brows and I laugh. 

"Almost, not quite though." I say teasing him and he smiles. 

"Only in your dreams?" he winks. "Right?" 

I roll my eyes. "You're never going to let that go, are you?"

He smiles, sits back on the swing and looks at me. "Not a chance chipmunk."