“What does this even mean?”
Elizabeth stopped running her hand casually over Sawyer’s abs.
“What does what mean?”
“This message you sent my sister. She said it was a little personal, but I don’t get it. All you said was ‘just tell her’. Is it supposed to mean something?”
Elizabeth laughed, then continued stroking his body as she lay beside him. “I thought it would mean something to her. I think I was probably right.”
“You didn’t start something that’s going to cause tension, did you? Because I could really do without that right now.”
“No. I wasn’t trying t cause trouble. I was trying to prevent it.”
“Can’t you just explain what you meant rather than being so cryptic?”
She slowly trailed her hand a little lower, “I could. But there’s things I would rather be doing than talking about
