Drawn to You: Volume 3

By: Vanessa Booke



“So is he your brother, too?” Tyler asks.

My eyes zip back to him. I can tell from my startled expression that Tyler isn’t enjoying the idea of competition. A look of annoyance crosses his face as he examines Tristan from head to toe. If I didn’t know any better, I would say he’s sizing him up.

“He’s a family friend,” I say.

“Are you sure? He’s been staring at you this whole time.”

I force myself not to look in the direction of Nick and Tristan. Tyler pushes a wisp of hair from my face as he studies the freckles on my cheeks.

“I’m positive. He’s known me since I was a little girl.”

He smiles. “I bet you were cute as a little girl.”

His hand wraps around the same wild strand as he tugs it lightly.

“Now, you’re just sexy.”

“Uh, thank you.” I smile in embarrassment.

He’s trying hard to win me over, and if it weren’t for the man standing only a few feet away, I would let him. His gray eyes scan my face as he slowly leans toward me. A gust of wind whips my hair, sending it flying over my eyes, but he quickly tames it with his hand. He leans in closer, barely within inches of my lips.

A raspy voice cuts the air and Tyler freezes, quickly sitting back. A shadow cascades over us, and as I look up, I spot the reflection of Tristan’s anger shining back down on me.

“Emily, I need to talk to you.”

I gulp as he pulls me up to my feet without bothering to excuse us from Tyler. His rude attitude goes unnoticed by everyone else except my date. We’re halfway across to the other side of the yacht when I feel him tug on my arm and spin me towards him.

Shit.

Tristan’s anger vibrates off of him as he pushes me against the railing of the boat where prying eyes can’t see us. I’m stunned to silence as I watch the world spin around me. Is he fucking jealous?

“What the hell is going on?” he seethes.

His icy tone sends me crashing to a halt. It pierces me with a bitter vengeance. I turn to him, ready to face his wrath head on. How can he be pissed off at me? He was the one letting my best friend flirt with him earlier. I’m the one who should be pissed.

His hazel eyes gleam despite the darkness that surrounds us. My heart flutters at the sight of his fingers running through his black hair in frustration. I’m honestly glad to see he seems bothered. I was starting to think I imagined things when it came to his feelings for me. Even last night is starting to feel more like a dream than reality.

“Nothing is going on,” I reply.

“You like him?”

Tristan’s tone is almost threatening as he gazes down at me. His hands fall to his waist as he waits for my reply. I bite back a smile as fingers pensively tap against his hip. I know my reluctance to answer is only irritating him more.

“What if I do?” I taunt. If he only knew how much I hate seeing Ceci draped all over him.

Tristan scoffs at me as if liking Tyler is inconceivable.

“You deserve better,” he says.

Deserve better? What the hell does that mean? Better apparently doesn’t seem to include him. My thoughts slip from my mouth before I have a chance to think about them. A look of unease passes over his grim expression.

“Do I deserve you?” I press.

The air is silent with only the waves crashing behind us to cut the tension. Several droplets of water spray on top of me sliding down my face. Tristan’s eyes watch me, drinking up each salty drop—especially the ones that touch my lips.

“You deserve better than me.”

The words come out in a pained gasp.

Perplexed, I watch as Tristan turns to pace back and forth across the deck of the ship. In my mind, there’s no one better than he is. I don’t understand why he thinks he’s so bad for me. Is there something he’s not telling me?

“What if I said I don’t want anyone else? Just you,” I blurt.

He looks up at me, and for a moment, I can almost see a sliver of hope in his eyes.

I hesitate before stepping forward toward him. Tristan’s breath grows shallow as I close the space between us. He reaches out to touch me but stops as if he thinks better of it. Disappointment fills me. It seems I won’t be feeling his hands on me anytime soon.

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