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Chuckling, Hayes nods. “You got it, boss.”
Marc walks out the door and Hayes goes back to looking around the surf shop—no doubt picturing it all in his head. I come closer and slide my arm around his waist. My head rests against his chest and he mindlessly presses a kiss into my hair.
Thank God for Marc and finally getting my boyfriend back.
There’ssomething calming about driving down the street with Laiken’s feet up on the dash as she sings along to the radio. Most of the time, she’s even better than whoever the song belongs to. I wonder if she would be opposed to replacing every song in my music library with her singing it.
I pull into her driveway, and she hops out of the truck, coming around to the driver’s side while I shoot a text to Cam. Today is our meeting with Marc. We spent the last two days going over all the possibilities, and it’ll take more work than we originally thought, but it’s definitely an opportunity we don’t want to pass up.
“I’m so tired,” Laiken says as she leans against the door. “Seriously, I’m feeling the lack of sleep today.”
I chuckle, remembering everything from last night. My mom was at work, and I may or may not have bribed Devin into sleeping elsewhere. It had been too long since we were able to get lost in each other. And I don’t think there is a single surface in my room that we didn’t take complete advantage of.
“Regretting it?” I ask.
She rolls her eyes. “You know I don’t. But Iamgoing to take a nap while you and Cam are at your meeting.”
The thought of lying next to her and getting some more rest is so tempting. I certainly didn’t get any more sleep than she did. I shut off each one of the five alarms I had set, but when Laiken took matters into her own hands—and mouth—I was up in both mind and body.
My head falls back against the seat. “Mmm, can I join you?”
“I wish,” she replies. “Butyouhave a deal to make. And besides, with you in my bed, I don’t think we’d get any sleep.”
I unbuckle my seatbelt. “Yep. I’m not going. I’ll tell Marc I’m sick.”
Her whole face lights up as she laughs, just in time for Cam to come out. He walks around to the passenger side and climbs in. We had discussed him meeting me there, but this way, we can go over everything on the way there.
“What’s up?” he greets me then frowns. “Why do you look like shit?”
Laiken covers her mouth with her fist while I pinch my lips together. “Yeah, you don’t want me to answer that.”
His face falls, and that bleach idea is probably looking real good to him right now. “Oh, for fuck’s sake.”
Turning to Laiken, I give her a tired smile. “All right, we should get going.”
“Good luck,” she tells me, and then she arches up to kiss me through the window, only for Cam to whimper. She breaks the kiss and stares blankly at him. “You do know you’re an actual child, right?Yuck, cooties.”
“All girlsdohave cooties,” he jokes, then immediately whips his head over to me. “Say a single word and I’ll fuck you up, Wilder.”
My mouth slams shut as he stops the words before they come out. Laiken goes for one more kiss and I throw my hand over Cam’s eyes while my lips meet hers.
“Love you,” I murmur.
She smiles. “Love you, too.”
As she heads inside, Cam starts looking through the glove box and then over to the center console. I watch him for a second until it dawns on me that this isn’t his car.
“The fuck are you doing?” I question.
He keeps searching around. “There has to be something I can shove into my eye sockets around here somewhere.”
I snort, shaking my head as I put the truck into reverse and pull out of the driveway.
IF YOU SAW MARCon an average day, you would think he’s just some surf bum who has never held a steady job. His long hair is pushed out of his face and he is constantly wearing a pair of shorts and a half buttoned shirt. But pulling up to his house, I’m reminded of just how rich he is.
See, he doesn’t just own Wax and Waves, which has four different locations from here to the top of the state, mind you. Believe it or not, Wax and Waves was his passion project. Something he did to feel closer to the ocean again, since he grew up surfing. His main income earner is a string of coastal cuisine restaurants that stretches all the way up the coast.
“Goddamn,” Cam says with a whistle. “This place is massive.”
