Page 81 of The Sniper
CHAPTER NINETEEN
JAYDEN
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“Spill,” Liam says,sipping his glass of beer and wiping off the mustache it leaves.
I do the same, mostly to buy myself a little more time, but also because I wish we’d met at my house instead of a bar.Seemed like a good idea at the time.Now I feel strangely vulnerable and wish we had more privacy.
“How was your first week, Jay?Good, Liam.Thanks for asking.”I roll my eyes.
“Nice try.”
“How’s my sister?Sick of her yet?”
“Do you want an invitation to the wedding?”Liam lifts a brow.
No.
That’s a lie.Liam would never ask anyone else to be his best man, andno oneis stopping me from watching my little sister get married.
Jessie is my baby sister.As far as siblings go, we were close.I remember so clearly the day Mom and Dad told me I was getting a baby sister, and the day they brought her home.I felt this powerful need to protect her and make sure no one ever hurt her.
Like it was my job.My duty.And I did from that very first moment.Which included telling my best buddy to keep his hands off her.Well, he and every guy that came near her, even if it pissed her off.
I guess I’m happy Jessie’s marrying a good guy, one I know will treat her well and love her until his dying breath.
And all that romantic shit.
My eyes cast across the room full of patrons, the music just loud enough to converse, as my mind wanders.
Does Tiffany dream of having a white wedding?
Christ, imagine it!
It’d be some huge public affair with half the internet having an opinion on what she was wearing, the flowers, the guy...
After having my cock deep inside her for several hours yesterday—and I’m talking almost every orifice—the last thing I want to think about is some man taking her as his wife.
Hasn’t bothered you before with any other woman.
It’s just the timing.It was only yesterday, and I spent a whole week almost glued to her side.
Excuses.
“Hello.Earth to Jayden.”
