Chapter 28: Sam

I've had enough. Whether Violet realizes it or not, we're done playing games. If she thinks for one damn moment I'm going to stand by and allow her to go home with a random dude, she's out of her mind.

That's not going to happen.

Up until Sunday, our relationship had been teetering precariously on the edge of something more. Waking up with my arms wrapped around her, my morning wood pressed against her backside, and my hand palming the generous curve of her breast, forever tipped the scales. There's no turning back from that. I couldn't rein in my desire even if I wanted to.

I owe Mia big time for shooting me a text and clueing me in to what was about to go down. Even though she never mentioned what they were doing here, I had my suspicions. With the last few days ratcheting up the sexual tension between us, and her subsequently avoiding me, it was only a matter of time before Violet attempted to diffuse the situation.

I should have realized she would try something like thi