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“Relax, I’m not about to take a picture.”
Finally, sadly, he pulls his hands back and sits next to me.
“Then what are you doing?”
“Showing you something.” My cell phone finally switches on, and I open Instagram, thankful I have a signal out here in the sticks. I scroll through the pictures until I find the one I took on Alki Beach that day with Molly beside me.
I thrust it at him and he takes it with cautious fingers. “What am I supposed to be looking at?”
“There.” I jab a finger at the screen, the tiny dot in the distance. The kayaker. Him. “That’s you. After you yelled at me, another thing you won’t talk about.”
He frowns at the photo, and then his frown deepens.
“What’s your point?”
“I kept watching you all the way to Blake Island that day, after we almost came to blows. It was a lot like the way you paddled a few times today. Like you’re angry at the whole world. If you won’t talk about the kiss, about—whateverthatwas—will you at least tell me why you’re so pissed?”
I know I’ve gone too far before the words are out.
Before he gives me a dark look and pulls back, dropping my phone onto my lap.
“It’s not the world I’m angry at,” he says abruptly, turning his back as he stands. “Stretch yourself out and let’s set up camp.”
9
A Little Dangerous (Shepherd)
I’m a certified fucking rock brain.
I kissed her.
Or she kissed me.
Or something.
It doesn’t matter either way, because it was a terrible mistake and it canneverhappen again.
For now, I’ll do my damnedest to pretend it never did. Even though I can still feel every curve of her legs under my fingers.
Another mistake.
They just keep tallying the fuck up, don’t they?
Yes, I know she was capable of massaging her own legs.
Everyone knows that massages are intimate and often lead to sex.
So, what business did I have touching her?
What the hell was I thinking?
I stride away like she’s radioactive, taking deep breaths of cool ocean air until I’m calm again, pacing around to soothe my own burning muscles.
I haven’t done a long haul kayak route like that in months, and I’m stiffer than I should be.
My hamstrings twitch as I bend over and catch a glimpse of Destiny doing the same stretch, bowing her legs out like a dancer.
Zip up your damned wet suit, woman. That’s too much sideboob for any man to handle.
