We finished dinner and moved into the living room. Sawyer hung around Wyatt and me, which made Wyatt seem more than a touch jealous. He kept his hand low on my waist and kissed me constantly.
Of course, Sawyer noticed. And flirted even more outrageously with me.
“When are you coming to Hawaii, Peyton?”
“I didn’t realize I was.”
“Hell yeah. We’ll hang out at the beach, and I’ll get you in a little bikini. You look like you need a break.”
Wyatt stepped closer. If he got any closer to me, he’d have to pick me up.
“I do need a break, but I don’t think Hawaii is in my plans.”
“Why not? I know you’ve got crazy cash.”
I snorted. “I also have crazy debt. Med school wasn’t cheap. Neither was starting my own practice.”
“Yeah, but you can stay with me. I have a room all to myself and a queen
