Chapter 10
Sawyer
I keep Zoey close, randomly tugging on her pocket until she stumbles into me. Her hip jostles against the shelf and a box comes crashing down. She lets out a loud, frustrated huff before bending and picking it up. I use the opportunity to cup her a*s.
She squeaks and jumps up. “Sawyer!”
“I warned you.”
“You asshole.” But then she laughs. “I’m going to get you back for that.”
“I’m looking forward to it,” I whisper, watching the familiar blush creep up her neck.
I smirk and continue shopping, then waits until Zoey selects a man-eater survival video game where the player takes control of a shark. It’s not a game I would have pictured for her. She does a little more browsing and soon enough, we leave the store and I attach my hand to her pocket once more.
We had just
