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His head tilts, but that light in his eyes merely quadruples. “Don’t want me catching you in the act, sunshine?”
Considering his promise to use my toys in the bedroom, something tells me that’s exactly what he’d like to do.
In all the chaos, I hadn’t noticed his tourist-style shirt, distressed shorts, and stiff leather flip-flops. The can lights above highlight the rusty streaks in his loosely gelled hair, and I fight the urge to tell him he looks ridiculous…ly handsome.
“You’re wearing normal people clothes.” I lower my arm—and my large purple friend—to my side. “Wait, what are you doing here, anyway?”
“First, the door was unlocked.” Having ditched the towel on my head at some point, he reaches up and picks several strands of my hair out of the mostly dried mask. “And since you think I’m such a stiff, I thought I’d try something new.”
I will not swoon over this man buying cheap clothing for me. I won’t do it.
Okay, fine. I’m swooning.
Logan swipes a layer of avocado from my cheek, rolling it between his fingers. He cocks a brow at Jorge. “As tempted as I am to join the two of you, I’ve made plans for us this evening.”
“Plans? No, no. I can’t go anywhere like this,” I argue.
His eyes travel from my face to my bare feet, and the grin he gives my wiggling toes makes my stomach somersault. “I’ll wait for you outside. You won’t need shoes where we’re going, but you’ll want to dress comfortably. And be quick. I don’t want to be late.”
I’m hot on his heels when he turns for the door. “Have you lost your mind?”
“Quite the opposite.” There’s a juvenile thrill tugging at his cheeks, showcasing those dimples that easily drag me under his spell. “My mind’s clearer now than it has been for the last twelve years.”
“Can you at least tell me where we’re going?”
Any resistance I had left dissolves when he tips my chin up, gifting me with a panty-dropping wink. “Seaside.”
* * *
“Do you trust me?”
My heart thumps twice as hard when I answer, “Unfortunately.”
Logan walks behind me across the beach with his hands clamped over my eyes.
The sounds of a guitar, clinking glasses, and laughter ride the wind, fluttering my hair and my neon pink sundress.
I cling to his wrists on unsteady legs while sand slides through my toes. I hear water rolling along the shoreline, and the air is balmy, salt-heavy, and inviting.
“You’re going to rip my arms out of their sockets,” he teases when I trip.
I blink a brilliant pink, orange, and sky-blue ocean into view when his hands fall from my face. “Well, it was your bright idea to blind me.”
“Must you be such a pain in my ass?”
When he pinches mine, I whirl on him.
“Hercules!” a woman shouts in the distance, halting my smart remark.
A mixture of deep, warning barks surrounds us as Logan steps in front of me. “No. Bad dog.”
“Oh, god. Don’t let him eat me. Don’t let him eat me,” I beg, clinging to the back of his shirt and bracing to be tackled by an enormous beast.
When I peer around him, a tiny white chihuahua yips excitedly, tail wagging before vaulting himself head-first into my chest.
I catch the squirming critter as two other dogs, four times his size, sniff around my legs. Their cold, wet noses tickle my shins while I cast a wary glance at Logan.
“Hercules?” I ask, dodging his rapid-fire tongue. “I thought I was about to be mauled.”
