Sia POV
I ran to the bathroom to freshen up and change into another pair of lace undies. I grabbed another pair of leggings and top and headed back out to Wyatt.
Jinx was fuming at my outburst earlier, but even she could not deny that things felt different with Wesley than they do with Wyatt. And now he was on his way back here and I could already sense the tension he was bringing.
Walking back into the bedroom, I noticed Wyatt was gone. I sat on the chair twiddling my thumbs, glancing back and forth at the door. His scent hit me before he walked in. His hair was wet, his joggers fell low on his hips and his t-shirt stuck to his chest displaying all his pecks. As I raked over his statuesque physique, I felt his eyes doing the same to me.
"Nope." He said, shaking his head and giving me
