Sweet Sins by E. L. Todd Page B

missed that scent this past week.  And his clothes made me feel like he still surrounded me.
    I grabbed the orange juice then poured myself a glass.
    “You don’t say hi?” Cade jabbed. His eyes were focused on his Lucky Charms .
    “Hi,” I said with an attitude.
    He shook his head slightly. “Still a bitch, I see.”
    My eyes widened. “You’re lucky I’m not going to tell Flynn you said that.”
    “Go ahead. I don’t give a shit.”
    I was getting really sick of his attitude. I walked to him, still holding the juice. “You know, this is half my apartment too.”
    “Flynn pays the bills—you’re just a visitor.”
    I narrowed my eyes at him. “With one word you’re out on your ass.”
    “I’m calling your bluff, Tinkerbelle.”
    “Tinkerbelle?” I said in annoyance.
    “Yeah, you’re tiny and fake just like her.”
    I was so close to punching him in the face. “What the hell is your problem? Do you get tired of being a prick every second of the day?”
    “Do you get tired of being a bitch?”
    I groaned in irritation. “I can’t even talk to you.”
    “Good,” he snapped.
    Flynn came into the kitchen, wearing sweatpants that were loose around his hips. They hung low, showing his tight abs and beautiful chest. His hair was messy but I liked it like that. He was so sexy first thing in the morning. For a second, he distracted me from my anger. “What’s the problem?” He opened the refrigerator and grabbed the orange juice, drinking it straight from the carton.
    “Flynn,” I pressed. “That’s rude. We have a guest.”
    “Now I’m a guest?” Cade asked indignantly. “No wonder why Flynn stick s around. Being bipolar must keep him busy.”
    “I’m this close to slapping you,” I threatened.
    “I don’t suggest you do that if you don’t want me to slap you back.”
    Flynn wiped the juice from his lips then approached his brother. “You should be grateful I’m going to assume those last words were a joke.” The threat was in his eyes.
    “What the hell do you see in this girl?” Cade demanded. “She’s got a mouth, an attitude, she’s a bitch, and she’s not even that—”
    Flynn punched him so hard Cade was out of his seat and on the floor.
    I wasn’t surprise. That asshole had it coming.
    Cade rubbed his jaw, feeling the drops of blood from his mouth.
    “Get the fuck out,” Flynn snapped. “This is Hazel’s apartment and if you aren’t going to show her any respect then you need to leave.”
    “Like she could afford an inch of this place,” Cade snapped.
    Flynn grabbed him by the throat and punched him in the face again. “Get your shit and leave.”
    Cade stayed on the floor and breathed for a moment before he sat up.
    “Go,” Flynn snapped. “I’m not sure why I even let you in to begin with.”
    I crossed my arms over my chest and stayed back. I didn’t want Flynn to fight with his brother but I couldn’t tolerate the way Cade treated me. It was uncalled for and wrong.
    “I’m sorry,” Cade said. “Please let me stay.”
    “No.” Flynn wasn’t having it. “I’m sick of the way you’re acting. You’re worse than usual. I thought I was an arrogant man, but you’re a million times worse. I may have a lot of confidence, but I don’t think I’m better than everyone else. Now go.”
    Cade rose to his feet slowly then wiped the blood from his mouth. I’m sorry, okay? Please don’t kick me out.”
    “Just go somewhere else,” Flynn said. “You don’t want to be here and I don’t want you here. You’re one of the wealthiest men in the world. Just go to a hotel or something.”
    “I…I have nowhere else to go.” Cade forced the words from his lips. “You’re literally the only person I have in the world right now.”
    Flynn stared at him, speechless.
    “I shouldn’t have spoken to Hazel that way and I’m sorry. I’m just…angry. I’m sorry.”
    “What’s going on?” Flynn asked.
    “I don’t want to talk about it,” he said