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The opposing team obviously wasn’t expecting him to be any good because it caught them by surprise and were unable to return the ball. His team’s cheering section erupted in shouts.
“Whoo! Go Aiden!”
“Yessss! Good job, babe!”
“Where the hell did that come from?” Hope asked as she tossed him the ball.
He shrugged, and she barked, “Do it again!” before turning around and getting in position to play.
Aiden was able to rack up five more points before they lost the serve, but they ended up winning that game. In the end, though, they lost the match—two games to one. Something that did not sit well with Hope, to the delight of Evan. He made sure to talk loudly about it with James as they stood around the beer cooler. Then Aiden saw him whisper in Hope’s ear while he discreetly stroked her hip. She pulled away, shaking her head, and said something over her shoulder as she walked away from him. Evan paused for only a second before chasing after her. Not surprisingly, he didn’t bring winning up again the rest of the night.
Dakota approached Aiden with a drink in one hand and with her free hand, dragged her nails lightly down his stomach.
“Wow, you’re really good. I’m impressed.”
He planted a kiss on her forehead. “You’ve got your drunk goggles on, Sunshine.”
“Maybe. But you’ll be just as hot when I take them off.” She pressed her tits against his biceps. “Speaking of taking things off…”
He leaned down to whisper in her ear as he grazed her nipple over her swimsuit. “Do you need to get fucked, baby?”
“Maaaaybe.”
Her tipsy admission made his cock move.
“Lead the way.”
She grabbed his hand with a giggle and pulled him toward the house. They hadn’t made it ten yards when someone called Dakota’s name.
Nooooo! he groaned internally before they both turned around to see who it was.
“Hey, Whit.”
Whitney walked toward them, her bottom lip trembling.
“Hope said you and Zoe were drinking sangrias?”
Dakota glanced back at the beach chair she’d been sitting in, where Zach had now made himself at home and was chatting Zoe up.
Aiden squeezed her hand and murmured, “We’ve got all night, baby.”
She returned the squeeze and gave him a small smile, then turned to Whitney and said brightly, “Yes! Can I pour you one?”
Chapter Eighteen
Aiden
A dejected Zach walked onto the patio not long after Aiden.
“Where’s your lady friend?” Hope asked him as she walked out of the French doors with a drink in her hand.
“She’s drinking sangrias with Dakota and Whitney on the beach.”
James snorted. “Not Zoe, you dumbass. Barbie. The girl you brought. You know, the one you’re sharing a bed with.”
“Oh. She and Rolando are solving world hunger and building sandcastles. Not necessarily in that order.”
“Dude, Steve told you not to bring a date this weekend,” James chastised in a way only a little brother could get away with.
