Deceit

A big thank you to those who have stuck with me through the very beginning of this horrible story lmao I started this when I was either 14 or 15, now I'm almost 20 and it still barely has improved. Nonetheless, thank you for your support.

Coming to this charity event, I had told myself to buy at least one thing. However, after the first few starting prices, I realized I could not afford to do so. One-thousand dollars for two whole nights in a cabin up North?? Thirty-thousand for a yacht? I could never.

The cheapest thing that was auctioned was personal surfing lessons for two-hundred dollars, but even that was too much. However, the other three of our merry gang, had no issue auctioning off their money. I mean- you'll never guess who bought the freaking yacht.

Sawyer. And he smiled grandly as he was awarded the final amount.

"Now, Sawyer," All three heads turned towards me, with one certain person having daggers in her eyes. "Where do you plan to keep your yacht?"

"My vacation home up in Maine, of course." He smiled. Plentiful times I have forgotten tonight that I am surrounded by extremely rich people. I know now that if I ever attend a Fredericks Dawn event, I am to expect nothing but high class people. And with that, comes high class money.

"Oh, I remember the long nights we spent up there," Bethany said almost daydreaming as she glanced to Elijah with a warm smile. "We should do it again sometime."

"Uh, you know, I do have quite the busy schedule these days."

"Oh please, Elijah. You're the boss now, take some control would you."

"Sure." It was not only his lack of words but his body language as well that I could tell he was not romantically interested in Bethany. That made my night better.

Or perhaps, he was just acting this way only because I was here. I had to find out.

"Sawyer, would you care to accompany me to the buffet table?" I held out my hand with a bright, shiny smile plastered on my face.

"Of course, Kayla," He gently grabbed a hold of my hand and before he could utter a word to either Elijah or Bethany, I tore him away and towards the food. As I rushed away, I could feel eyes on me. But not the one full of daggers.

"Oh wow, all this looks amazing," Sawyer chuckled as he rubbed his stomach. He was absolutely right. It took me five minutes just to decide what I wanted to consume. As I reached for the dinner roll to complete my plate, Sawyer placed his hand upon my right shoulder and lightly squeezed. His hands were rough but they felt nice against my soft skin.

It was difficult not to get distracted around Sawyer, even though my heart seems more reaching towards Elijah, my body aches for Sawyer. Ugh, two men. Not how I pictured my mid-twenties at all.

I turned my head to look at Sawyer and he gestured to a flight of stairs. "There is a balcony up there, would you care to eat up there?"

"Sure, would love to."

As we walked up the stairs, I quickly turned around and searched for Elijah. He was still seated with Bethany awfully close at his side. One arm was draped around his shoulders and her other hand was- on his thigh? I narrowed my eyes at her like I could honestly do a damn thing. She made my blood boil, but did I really need to feel this way? Looking at Elijah, he didn't seem to be enjoying the encounter, but he also was not pushing her away. I was tired of the mixed signals Elijah has been showing me. It was time to show him that I only have one feeling right now and that it wasn't him. But his very close friend, Sawyer.

Sawyer and I chatted up a storm as we devoured our exquisitely made food. The view from the balcony was magnificent, the moonlight on the lightly crashing waves made me feel I was in a movie.

"Shall we dance?" Sawyer offered, interrupting me from my dreamy thoughts.

"I would love to, Sawyer," I answered, letting him take my hand and guide me downstairs to the dance floor.

I hadn't even bothered to find Elijah and meet him with an icy glare as Sawyer wrapped his arms around my body and moved me effortlessly to the music. Our bodies moved in sync, in a way I don't think I have ever experienced quite before. I was certainly right about Sawyer, my body ached for him. Bad. Not that I didn't ache for Elijah, but with Sawyer it was different. I was more desperate for it. I wanted nothing but the raw, passion I knew he was capable of.

I rested my head on his muscular chest and closed my eyes. I focused on the touch of his fingers, how they lightly grazed my lower back. And when he would spin me, they tightened their grip so I wouldn't slip away. My eyes fluttered open and I arched my head back up to look at him. He had the slightest smile on his lips as he gazed into my eyes. Then and there, the world fell silent and disappeared.

It was only Sawyer and I dancing to the sound of the music. I could feel no one else dancing besides us or the chatter coming from the nearby tables. It was just us. And I wanted nothing more than to press my lips against his. To feel his grip tighten on me as he kissed me back with nothing but pure lust. For him to hold me steady with his strong hands and to feel just him in the moment.

We stood there, looking into each other's eyes with the same thoughts. But I didn't make any move to shorten the distance between us. Nor did Sawyer. And then, the song ended and there was an applause. I stepped back, removing myself from his grip and I let out a shaky breath.

Sawyer smiled at me. And I knew then and there that this would not be the last occurrence of what just happened.

I looked down at the floor, almost embarrassed of my lack of control of my feelings. When I glanced back up, I did not look at Sawyer but outwards to the other guests. And Elijah caught my eyes. He was standing there, a glass of champagne in one hand and the other resting by his side. His mouth was slightly agape, he had a very confused expression. I know he witnessed the moment between Sawyer and I.

I hope he feels confused and perhaps, betrayed? No, I wouldn't hope that on anybody, that is too cruel for myself. However, I just wanted him to feel something that made him realize it's me or Bethany.

And it seemed Sawyer was the trick to this masterful plan.

Okay, was that too much? Too fast? nahhh

What do you guys think about Sawyer and Kyla getting *romantically* involved??