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Chase

“Are you changing your number?” Joel asked. Seamus put the cover around Joel’s neck.

“What happened?” Rylan asked me.

“Last month, I missed some calls, but I couldn’t call back ’cause the number was blocked. And my phone isn’t supposed to allow blocked calls. I hadn’t even thought about it since it happened, but I got a call from Pierce, or so I thought, when Joel and I were at La Floridita with Beth’s friends—”

“I’ve been texting with Jake and Mariska. They’re my friends too,” Joel interrupted with an exaggerated smile.

“Like you were saying,” Rylan said.

“Pierce told me that he didn’t call me.”

“You sure he wasn’t messing with you?”

“Nah, he’s not.”

“It could be one of them programs you kids use to manipulate calls and messages,” Seamus said. “If it’s someone you know, it may make no sense to change your number or even your phone if they’re gonna do it again.”

I shook my head. “But I could find out who it is that way. Only select few have my number, and even less people are getting my new number. When I parked here I got a call from a blocked number again and I could hear someone breathing on the phone.”

“You think it could be Cassidy?” Joel studied me from the mirror.

“Nah, I don’t. According to Beth, the Pruitts have got Cassidy on lockdown.” I raised my shoulders. “I don’t even think she has her phone anymore. They were paying for it.”

Joel made a sound. “I don’t believe that the recording Pierce played has made her stop thinking about you. Is there a computer in her room?”

“I don’t know.”

“I’d change my number,” Rylan said.

After Rylan had his shape-up, he and Joel were on the waiting chairs, playing with their phones. Seamus was cutting my hair. Gavin was going to come with us, but he needed to sleep for a few hours since he was taking on some extra hours waiting tables at La Floridita before he worked as a bouncer for the night shift.

“Bri texted me that she and Beth are at the beach already,” Joel said.

“Amberlynn and Maude asked if they can meet us there,” Rylan told Joel.

Joel shrugged. “It’s your call.”

***

Beth and Bri were coming out of the water when we placed our chairs at our usual spot. She was wearing a red and white bikini that almost left my jaw open. When I’d taken her here other times, she’d worn a sarong around her waist or a tunic, especially after she’d changed out of her work clothes. But I liked seeing more of her skin, and thankfully, even with her body drenched, the material wasn’t see-through.

Pierce made my girl happier and I liked that he loved his cousin so much, but I wanted to meet all of her needs. I wasn’t in a position yet to buy Beth her own car. As self-serving as it was, I wanted to the first and last man she could rely on. But I’d sleep easier at night when she wasn’t with me because she could count on her family. And that included Jake. He’d been there for Beth longer that I had been.

Beth squeezed the water out of her hair when she was close to me. “Hey Chase.” I kissed her on the lips and said hello to Bri as Beth and I walked to our chairs. Once I was settled into my beach chair, Beth sank down between my legs. Her usual honey and vanilla scent mixed with a hint of the sun and water. I stroked my fingers through her silky damp strands and she rubbed my knees.

Her azure gaze quickly swept over my face before she looked away. “I like your haircut and clean-shaven face,” she said in a low tone. “But I love how your face feels when your hair is going in.” Heat stained her cheeks as she crossed her legs. I shot her a knowing look. That pretty pussy of hers nearly swelled like a ripe plum when my face brushed against her folds.

“Concord grape for you, missy.” Joel’s voice halted the thoughts I was having. With a titter, Beth took the tiny bottle. Joel handed me a bottle of water.

Beth took a sip and then positioned the bottle on the floor.

“Who’s the guy?” Bri’s question made Beth and I look away from each other.

Mona was in dark bikini with a guy almost as big as me carrying tons of shit—and knowing her, she had no intention of lifting a finger to help. We waved at her and she did the same. The guy arranged her chair and her umbrella for her fast. He’d certainly done it before.

“He’s one of the guys she’s been seeing since last year,” Rylan said. “I think his name is Adrian. He’s not from around here. I’ve seen him at the airport when I’ve gone to see my dad.”

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