Chapter 15
FIFTEEN
SUTTON
- Present Day -
“ O h, shit! You’re that Sutton?”
I cringe inwardly, and Jonah’s arms hold me just a little tighter.
“Uh.” I look from Danica, over to Bash, and back to Danica again in confusion. “I’m not sure what you mean by that but. . .” I do my best to shrug, though I’m sure the motion looks awkward as hell, as my movements are currently limited since Jonah is still holding me. “Yeah, I’m Sutton.”
“Okay, hotness. Explain. Now.” Bash throws a mock-stern look over in Danica’s direction.
Glaring daggers at his friend, Theo interrupts. “ Dude. I have fucking told you. Stop calling her that!”
With a grin, Bash just shakes his head. “Nuh-uh. Not gonna happen. She has been my ‘hotness’ way longer than she was ever your passerotto or however the hell you say it. Besides,” leaning down slightly, he places a kiss on the top of Quincy’s head.
“If my Sunshine here isn’t bothered by it, I don’t see why you should be. ”
“Uh, guys. Can we circle back to the conversation at hand?” A bemused look crosses over Quincy’s face as she takes it all in, before turning her attention to focus on me.
“So, you’re Sutton. The Sutton. And you’re Jonah’s.
. . ?” Her voice trails off, leaving the question unfinished, one eyebrow raised and a healthy amount of skepticism on her face as she waits for my response.
“Yep. She’s mine.” Jonah confirms with a nod, without really elaborating as to what exactly we are.