By The Beach ✔

Part 29. Doubt in my Mind

I STOOD IN FRONT OF THE BATHROOM MIRROR LOOKING at my reflection, I couldn't help but wonder what this Gia looked like.

Did she have better hair than me? Beautiful eyes? Bigger boobs, that always can catch a man's attention. Surely this Gia was gorgeous if Sawyer was hung up on her for that long after a breakup.

My reflection frowned back at me with small pale pink lips, my ocean blue eyes looked at me as if judging myself, my chocolate brown hair hung damp between my shoulders as I held my towel tightly around myself. My cheekbones made my face look older, while my facial features showed maturity.

I'm a fool. This Gia was probably prettier and worthy of a guy like Sawyer.

I let out a frustrated sigh and let the towel fall to the ground before putting my clothes on, I pulled on a gray cami tank and a pair of blue jean shorts, I opened the door and looked out at Sawyer who was sitting on his hotel bed looking through the TV channels.

"Do you have a hairdryer?"

He looked up from the TV and stood up from the bed, he walked over to the dresser and grabbed it. He walked my way and handed it to me with a lopsided smile "For you, my lady" he said, sliding an arm around me.

I gave him a smile of my own "Why thank you, kind sir" I played along as I plugged in the hairdryer and he rubbed circles into my back.

"Is there anything else I can help you with? Do you need to change clothes again?"

I smacked his chest with my hand and smirked "No. You may go" I shooed him away, he kissed my cheek and walked out of the bathroom leaving me staring after him with a shake of my head.

Maybe I'm just giving myself a hard time. If Dinah is right, and usually she is, Sawyer likes me. But is liking enough to evolve into the boyfriend/girlfriend mode of a relationship?

"Chill, Lily" I mumbled to myself as I turned on the hairdryer and started to blow my hair dry.

After what seemed like two hours of hair dying, I turned it off and grabbed my hairbrush off of the counter. I walked out of the bathroom and to where Sawyer laid sprawled out on his bed wearing blue jean biker shorts and a gray tank top. He looked up at me and smirked patting the bed beside him.

"Come on."

I shook my head as I brushed my hair "I got to spend some time with Dinah before we leave Florida, you know. And after two nights of spending time with you in your hotel room, I feel like I am ignoring her" I told him, he rolled his eyes and snorted a laugh.

"Elizabeth. We both know that she has not missed you one damn bit." Okay, maybe that was right but originally Dinah and I had made plans to do some things together. And maybe I felt a little bad.

But as Sawyer looked at me with a know-it-all grin, I knew as well as he did that Dinah was enjoying the nightlife of bars while I was here with him, plus there was no telling at the men she has had in our hotel room ... gross.

I groaned and sat on the edge of the bed, I hit his arm with my hairbrush "I hate you" I joked making him laugh as he sat up straight and put his head on my shoulder looked at me with a pouty face.

"Naw, you adore me."

That made me laugh as he put his finger to my bottom lip and stared at me, he moved his hand down around my waist and brought me backward onto the bed with him, his arms around me in a stronghold as my hand went on his chest and the other one around his neck. I played with his hair and smiled as he looked at me.

It had been two nights since Artie had come and spoken to him, two nights since the competition and even though it was fun, I couldn't help but wonder if getting a record deal means the things we had said two days ago were gonna change.