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“Right. Win the surfing competition. You guys would destroy Tristan and his team if Jamie could surf, but you’re stuck with me instead, and I’m going to ruin things for you.”
I take her hand in mine. “You aren’t. I believe in you.”
Greer tilts her head to look into my eyes, her lips thinning in a skeptical line. “I wouldn’t say so. Not judging by the way you were yelling at me earlier for falling off the board.”
I swallow slowly. Yelling wasn’t the last thing I was doing with her. “I was yelling at you because you have a lot of potential. You just started learning and you’re already standing up on that board every single time you try. I was demanding because I know you can be great at it.”
Her lips quirk up in a defiant smile. “So that was you using the stick rather than the carrot?”
I nod, and she laughs.
“I prefer the way Brady encouraged me. He’s much nicer than you.”
The taste of bile in my mouth tells me that I’m fucking jealous. I’ve never had a problem getting women, but Brady is something out of this world. The motherfucker doesn’t even have to try to have any woman throw herself at him. Guys too, it’s fucking uncanny. “So you like Brady, huh?”
She blushes, and I provoke her. “Don’t try to deny it, I know you two kissed.”
This time she meets my accusatory gaze head-on. “Yeah, so what? I kissed you too.”
Fuck, don’t remind me. I’m still sporting a semi from kissing her and from lying on top of her. “And you still like Brady better?” I ask bitterly.
“I like you both, Matt.” She shrugs. “The difference between the two of you is that Brady doesn’t constantly scowl and yell at me. And—”
Fuck this, and fuck Brady. I love him to death, but if he’s been kissing her, I’m not going to stand here being the asshole of the situation. If we’re going to get fired, I might as well fucking earn it.
I close the distance between us, taking her lips in a hard, demanding kiss. I drag her onto my lap until she’s straddling me and there’s no hiding how hard I am in my swimming trunks. “Do you still like Brady better?” I growl, nipping her bottom lip as I grind my hips. “Am I as encouraging as Brady?”
“This is progress,” she pants against my mouth. “But Brady did way more than just kissing me, he—”
The door to the cottage opens, and Brady is pretty much the last person I’d like to see right now.
Brady
“What the fuck is going on here?” I scowl at the sight of Greer on Matt’s lap.
My best friend doesn’t push Greer away, he actually tightens his hold on her. “What does it look like, asshole?” Matt grinds out. “And don’t even try to look at me that way. I know we agreed to stay away from Greer, but isn’t it interesting how she was just telling me how you’ve been encouraging her and rewarding her training by using your mouth? I was about to learn what else you’ve been using.”
Fuck. I mean, I know I was the first to fuck everything up with Carly, and I was so close to fucking Greer earlier on that I have no right to be mad at Matt, but I can’t even look at his hands on her ass, so I snap, “That’s exactly why I asked you to train her tonight. Because I can’t fucking stay away from her, dude. I don’t know how to.” I take a step toward the couch. “But it looks like you and I have the same problem.”
Matt sighs, closing his eyes. “You can say that out loud, bro.”
Greer has been listening to us, looking from me to Matt like she’s watching a tennis match. “Excuse me,” she says, clearing her throat. “What are you two talking about? What do you mean you agreed to stay away?”
I look at my best friend, and he closes his eyes, banging the back of his head against the top of the couch with barely repressed frustration. “We all like you, Greer,” he admits.
She narrows her eyes, looking at both of us. “Youalllike me? Who is ‘we?’”
I hang my head, lowering myself onto the two-seater couch right next to Matt. “The three of us. Me, Matt, and Drew. We all fucking like you, but this is a fucking disaster waiting to happen.”
Greer takes my hand in hers, and I let her. Her skin is so soft against my rougher hand.
“Why is that?” she asks. “Have the three of you been fighting because of me?”
I bark out a laugh. “I wish that was our only problem. Sure, the fact that we all want you isn’t ideal, Greer. But at this point, which one of us you’d choose isn’t even our biggest problem. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we work for your father.”
Matt nods in agreement. “If your father knew about the ten grand and that you’re a part of our team, we’d already be in a lot of trouble. But if we were also fucking you? This was the one rule we were given when your father took over the resort and the season started. We can give the guests surfing or dancing lessons, and we can show them a good time as long as it ends there. Touch one of the guests for any other reason than leading on the dance floor or teaching them archery or any other activity available at the resort, and it’s game over.”
As expected, Greer doesn’t understand. “But I’m not a guest.”
