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"You already know I'm not very noble. Don't make that assumption, Coconut, you'll ruin your streak."
"So just charming?"
"And good-looking," he added.
"It's great that you have such self-awareness, Maddux."
"I'm sure you're aware of what those pretty eyes and lips do to every man you're near."
No, I thought to myself. I didn't. Once upon a time, I thought I was attractive and fun to be around. But those days were long gone. Now, I always wondered what was wrong with me that made Hunter so damn elusive.
"If you're not sure," Tripp spoke softly, "Then let me show you tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
He closed the gap between us, barely skimming his fingers on the exposed skin of my stomach. His lips were close; his breathing was rough. Every single part of me wished he would kiss me, but instead of pressing his lips to mine, he whispered. "I'm going to kiss you tomorrow. Today, you're going to finish your celebration."
Damn, I was already forgetting about Hunter. It took me several seconds to even remember what I was celebrating in the first place. The whole idea of celebrating seemed dumb now that I had met Tripp. What was I getting out of it, other than turned on to the point of madness?
Putting my hand on Tripp's chest, I gently touched the planes of his pecs. His small groan made that knot in my stomach tighten, and my clit started pulsing without even being touched.
"I wish I had met you tomorrow," I whispered, wondering if he could even hear me.
"How about tonight, we keep celebrating. I can take you to dinner."
"Somewhere public? That seems safe if you're going to keep pretending you didn't tell me you want me and not following through."
His laugh created a warmth across my cheek, and I moved closer to him unintentionally. "Exactly. Somewhere with a lot of eyes, just waiting to create a scandal for me."
"I'd never allow that. I'm really good at my job."
"Then it's a date."
Backing away, I slowly nodded, letting my fingers stay on his skin until I could no longer reach him. "I'm going to go home. Change. Take a cold shower."
"Me too," he smiled. "But my shower may be warm and my hand may be wrapped around my—"
"Don't," I laughed, making him throw his head back with a howling laugh.
When I managed to back out of the water completely, Tripp followed me from a distance, and I could feel his eyes on me as we walked back to the beach club. He lingered, though, not wanting to get close to me.
Back at the lounger, I packed up my things and wrote a note on a piece of paper I borrowed from a passing waiter. Then, before Tripp could trudge up the beach to meet me, I disappeared.
ChapterSeven
Tripp
Fuuuuuuck.
There was not a doubt in my mind that I should never have agreed to spend the day with Coconut. Getting up and walking away should have been my only move after I realized she was capable of making me weak.
Plenty of women could have been equally satisfying and with less complicated feelings. Then there was Coconut, a woman who danced in her seat with each bite of food and laughed at my jokes. She boldly called me out about wanting to kiss her, making me want her even more than I did before. Which was a lot.
It wasn't in my immediate plans to fall for some chick on the beach drinking a piña colada from a coconut. Being with her all day kept me from focusing on the game plan I was supposed to study. So why did I insist on sticking around? Why didn't I push her into the bathroom and push myself into her, then walk away?
When we were in the water, I could have lined my cock up to her core and eased my way into her body. No one would have known we were out there fucking, and I know she would have left barely remembering her ex's name.
But there was something else she was doing to me, and I didn't even realize it until she walked away from me and up to the lounger to get her things. Watching her hips sway in her tiny bikini, her hair wet down her back, and knowing she gave me shit when I gave it to her. Just talking to her turned me on, and that was unexpected. It knocked me off my game, almost down to my knees.
