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I don’t respond, turning to walk towards the water. I fucking hate females.

I dive into the cold water, before emerging and shaking the water out of my hair. That’s when I see her. Marley Halloway in a fucking bikini.

Jesus fucking Christ. Somebody kill me now.

I’m trying to pry my eyes from her. I’m looking at her like a fucking creep, but I can’t stop. Holy shit.

Her long auburn hair is falling in waves down her body. It almost looks messy, but in the sexiest way possible. She’s got the tiniest fucking green bikini on that I’ve ever seen. Her body is toned and tanned. It’s obvious she takes good care of herself. She’s got her hands in her hair, shaking it, completely oblivious to the fact that every fucking guy on this beach is staring at her.

I want to grab her, throw her over my shoulder and take her back to the house. Mostly to get all these fucking perverts’ eyes off her, but also to punish her.

I wonder what it would feel like to have her writhing under my body.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

“What are you looking at?” she asks.

She’s standing in the water, staring at me. I didn’t even realize she’d walked over.

“Nothing,” I say with disinterest.

I swim away before I do something stupid, like try and put my fucking hands on my best friend’s baby sister.

Once I’m far enough away, I allow myself a moment to look at her again. Much to my dismay, I see some fucking asshole walking over to her. She flashes him the most gorgeous fucking smile I’ve ever seen in my life, and I immediately want to murder him.

I can hear her laugh all the way out here, and I want to die. They stand together, talking and laughing, and it’s taking every ounce of restraint for me not to go and rip him the fuck away from her. That’s when I notice Mitch and Delaney walking over.

“Where’s Riley?” Mitch asks, swimming out to me.

“In the house, pouting.”

“Who’s that?” I ask, gesturing towards Marley and the douchebag that still hasn’t left her side.

He shrugs, looking at me like I’m crazy.

“I don’t fucking know. I don’t care what my sister does,” he says.

“You don't care that some douchebag is clearly trying to get into her pants?” I ask.

“How do you know that either of those things are true? You’re standing in the middle of the water, staring like a fucking idiot. What’s your deal?” he asks suspiciously.

He’s going to fucking kill me if I don’t get my shit together.

“I’m just losing my fucking mind. I’m blaming it on Riley,” I say, shaking myself out of the daze I’m in.

“Tell her to go home before she ruins the weekend,” he says, putting his hand on my shoulder.

I briefly wonder if I could instead tell his sister to leave. But then I realize I wouldn’t get to fucking ogle her if she wasn’t here.

“I’ll get over it once I get laid,” I say.

“That’ll do it for sure,” he says, laughing, shaking his head.

I say that, but I haven’t let Riley touch me in months.I am going to fuck myself with my hand later to thoughts of his baby sister in that fucking bikini, though.

ChapterFour

MARLEY

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