Unbreakable(47)

“See you all inside,” she says, strutting down the dock.

“She wants you.” Sully bats his eyes at Will. “She wants you bad, Will-Will.”

Will shoots him the finger. “Yeah, well, she’s not getting.”

“But she’s a sure thing,” Sully argues. “Why pass that up?”

Peyton rolls her eyes. “Can you two continue this gross discussion elsewhere?”

“No, because this discussion is over,” Will says flatly. When he looks over at me, his face goes pale. “I’m going to fire up the grill. Dinner in an hour.”

He pulls himself up onto the dock and towels himself off. His swim shorts dip low on his hips, revealing that cut “V” that makes me completely dizzy with lust. I close my eyes and try to force the image from my mind.

Will and I don’t have a future. We’re over, and I need to forget this chapter of my life and move on.

Though I might as well face it—nothing about what I did with Will is going to be easy to forget.



*

“Damn, Mav. Those steaks were absolute perfection,” Sully says, reaching across the picnic table to fist bump Will. “And the stuffed baked potatoes? I really think you missed your calling as a chef, dude.”

Axel pats his stomach. “Yeah, I think I gained five pounds from this meal, but it’s worth it.”

I laugh and point my fork at Will. “He’s been cooking like this for me the past few days. I’m pretty sure I’ve gained a couple of pounds, too.”

“Speaking of fabulous food, I happen to know a great little Italian restaurant in Toronto,” Lilly says, placing her hand suggestively on Will’s forearm. “It’s adorable and the food is homemade. We should go, Will.”

He shrugs noncommittally.

“Well, I know lots of other places if you don’t like Italian food,” she says, squeezing his arm.

Will pulls away and begins clearing the table. “You guys all look too full to move.”

“I’m not. I’ll help you clean up,” I offer. It’s the least I can do after he made all of this food.

“Emmy, I’m perfectly capable of helping Will-Will clean this up.” Lilly shoots me a look that clearly conveys she wants me to back off. “After all, I helped him with all of the prep work.”

I rub my forehead. God, here we go with “Will-Will” again.

“That’s fine,” I say, standing. “I think I’m going to head upstairs and lie down for a little bit. My head is pounding. Too much sun, I guess.”

“You do that,” Lilly says, giving me a tight smile.

Will shoots me a questioning glance, but I ignore it. I simply can’t watch Lilly put her hands all over him for another minute. Even though he’s been deflecting every one of her advances, it doesn’t keep me from seeing them together in my head, and it’s making me crazy.

I go upstairs and sink down on the edge of my bed. Suddenly, I just feel utterly defeated.

“Em?”

I glance up to see Will standing in the doorway of my room.

“What are you doing up here?” The question comes out much harsher than I intended.

“Checking on you.”

“Well, you can stop now. I’m fine.”

“Okay.” Though the look on his face says that it’s anything but okay.

I walk over to the mirror. “How did you manage to escape your shadow?”

He runs a hand through his hair. “I told her I had to go to the bathroom. She can’t follow me in there, right?”

“Don’t bet on it,” I mutter. “She’d probably follow you off of a cliff.”

“She’s driving me f*cking nuts,” he says, rolling his eyes. “Can’t she take a hint?”

For a moment, I almost feel sorry for Lilly. If I were in her position and had free reign to flirt with Will, I’d do it, too. Her heart’s obviously as tangled up as mine is when it comes to Will.

“I hate watching her drape herself over you like a blanket, but what did you expect, Will? You slept with her, so she obviously thinks she can have some more fun with you while we’re up here.”

“Whoa, what?” He walks into the room holding his hands in front of him. “Back up a minute. What the hell are you talking about?”

“She told me a few months back that you guys hooked up.” I pull my hair back in a ponytail and double tie it with a hairband. I’m trying to act casual, but it’s difficult.

“Are you f*cking kidding me?” His eyes narrow.

“Um, no?”

“Lilly told you that we slept together?”

I lean back against the dresser and cross my arms. “Yes, she did. I wasn’t supposed to say anything, but—”

“Oh, I bet you weren’t, because it never f*cking happened. I didn’t sleep with Lilly, Em. Ever.”

“She told me that you’d deny it,” I say slowly. “That you didn’t want anyone in our group to know. That it was a secret, like it is with us.”

“This is nothing like us,” he snaps. “Is she the one who told you I’ve been screwing women all over Toronto?”

I don’t know if I’ve ever seen Will look so pissed off.