Page 2 of Fake Out


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I laugh at that, some of the tension draining from my body. “Well, if it’s Scout’s honor,” I tease back and point as we approach a leisure boat docked on the Halifax waterfront. “We’re going for a ride on my grandfather’s boat.”

His jaw falls open. “No way.”

“Yeah, do you like boating?”

“Who doesn’t?” He frowns. “Wait, who’s driving it? Is your grandfather on board?”

“No, I’m taking us out,” I tell him and feel a measure of pride as he angles his head, makes a fist, and lightly taps my chin.

“Nice, Carver, nice.”

I laugh at the use of my last name. “So should I call you Campbell, or soup?” Wow, look at me being all cute and witty.

He groans and throws his arms out. “The team couldn’t have come up with a better nickname than soup?”

I shrug. “They had no choice. You’re cursed with the name Campbell.”

“Truth.” He turns his attention back to the boat. “Will you teach me how to drive it?”

“Sure.”

Surprise moves over his face. “Yeah?”

“Sure, why not?” We step up to the security gate and I slip my key into the padlock to open it. I catch the way Jesse is admiring the big boat as we make our way down the metal walkway, Kendra and Dane somewhere behind us.

“It looks kind of expensive. Maybe I shouldn’t get behind the wheel.”

“Are you planning on crashing it?” I tease.

He laughs. “No, and hey, if you’re going to teach me to drive it, I can teach you something in return.”

I nearly topple off the wobbling walkway. Is he talking about…sex? Does he know I’m practically a virgin? Not that there’s such a thing. A broken hymen is a broken hymen but in my senior year of high school Declan was in and out so fast, I wasn’t even sure we did the deed.

“Like what?” I ask hoping my voice isn’t as shaky as my knees.

“If you ever make your way to our farm, I can teach you to ride a tractor.” He grins and nudges me, and I swear to God if he keeps touching me, I’m going to spontaneously combust. “You never know when that skill is going to come in handy.”

We step inside the boat, Kendra and Dane still making their way down the walkway, and I head to the steering wheel as Jesse whistles. “What a boat.”

I glance at him over my shoulder and hope he’s not thinking I’m a pampered princess. “Thanks. Come check out the wheel.”

I’m about to step back and let him put his hands on the big wheel when he moves in behind me, his big hard body pressing against mine. His hips jut forward as the boat rocks, and his groin presses into my back. OMG, is that what he’s working with?—and he’s not even hard. If I hadn’t already swallowed my tongue, I would have swallowed it again.

His big hands grip the steering wheel, stroking up and down in a manner that has my body warming and thinking very inappropriate thoughts.

“Are we taking it out?” he asks, his mouth near my ear. The heat of his breath makes thinking impossible which is probably why I’m standing here wondering exactly what it is he wants to take out. “The boat, are we taking it out?”

“Yeah, sure,” I somehow manage to say. “Come outside with me, and I’l; show you how to release the lines and secure the boat fenders.”

He salutes me. “Yes, ma’am.”

I laugh at his antics as Kendra and Dane come onboard. “You have to do everything I say, otherwise, these two could be drifting out to sea while we remain on the dock.”

“Wow, smart, bossy and take charge.” He gives me a teasing grin. “Where have you been all my life?”

“Do not let us drift out to sea,” Kendra warns as we step back outside and onto the wharf.

“I’m yours to teach,” he says to me.

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