Her Sinners (Somerville #1)

Chapter 33

Smut ahead alot of mature language if you don't like that this chapter isn't for you.

Stevie's Pov

I sit anxiously in Beau's car as he drives us somewhere. Since he picked me up this morning bright and early. He want tell me anything.

I like to show that I am not a big suprise person, but the fact that I'm literally bouncing on my heels as I do a little jig shows I am so excited about going somewhere with him.

Quiet soft pop music plays, my window is slightly down. A cool crisp November breeze enters in making me have goose bumps. Yet I don't roll the window up.

I love that it is Sunday, that it's my favorite season, and I am spending the day with someone I love to be around.

Today just couldn't get any better.

I watch him as he drives. The way his hand grips the steering wheel, to the casual display of his legs.

The sun hits his gold curls just right. That make me moan with delight. I wish to run my fingers through them as his hands grips my hips.

I quickly cross my legs as I feel a thumping  come from core. It takes nothing for me to be turn on by these men.

Beau quickly looks over giving me a short smile. He faces the street again, but grabs my leg and gives it a squeeze. Its action alone made my heart squeeze, which is ridiculous.

"Can you tell me now, where you are taking me."

He can see him grining to himself as I pester him with questions.

When he smiles I take notice of the dimples in his chin and the slope of his nose. God he is hot. Way to hot.

"Stevie."

I snap out of my drooling of him as he looks at me with an amused smile.

Damn it. He caught me eye humping him, as Belle says.

"Umm- what?" I stutter confusingly.

He let's off a laugh as he finds my confusion amusing.

"I said we are here."

My eyes widened as I begin to take in the scenery. Lines of boats sit along the docks as we pull in.

I look at him surprise filling my face. "Beau are you taking me fishing." I ask him with interest.

Beau gets out of the car and I follow as I grab my white wind breaker from the car seat.

He goes to the trunk before taking some things out. I prop myself along the side of the car watching him.

"I am not taking you fishing, I am taking you sailing." He says while picking up his equipment.

Excitement rushes within me, I never been sailing. The idea of fishing isn't bad either I just much rather not spend the day picking up stinky fish.

If he is into that sort of thing though I would happily be apart of that hobby as long as I got to spend time with him.

I follow him as we make out way to the docks, "I didn't know you could sail."

His attention on me as we make our way through the early fishermen setting out for work.

"Yeah, my dad taught me. He is a fisherman, but he is off today and let me use his boat." He replies with admiration in his tone as he speaks about his father.

Beau doesn't seem embarrassed that his father is only a fisherman, and he shouldn't. A fisherman is honest work, and being out a sea for periods of time can be dangerous.