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Chapter 2
Mikel
Mikel woke with a pounding headache. Unfortunately, he hadn’t drunk enough to forget that incredible forbidden kiss. Remy Stone had matured into a heart-stopping woman. The moment she’d walked into that bar he had been drawn to her like a magnet. He hadn’t recognized her at first as he’d admired her curvy figure from afar. He’d noticed Emma and his heart had sunk at the realization that the sexy dark seductress was the one woman more off-limits to him than any other. His best friend and business partner Andre’s little sister.
Of course, he had to go and kiss her and fuck everything up. Remy was a good girl. She would never be the one-and-done type—not that he would even entertain that idea with her. Remy was a dove. Pure and innocent. Not someone he should have put his filthy hands on. Everything he touched was soiled by his past. He couldn’t do that to his dove. His. As if he actually had a claim to her.
He’d sobered up enough to drive by the time they got to her house. Those brown eyes had timidly looked over at him with caution before he’d wordlessly sent her inside where she’d be safe. From me.
Grabbing the half-empty bottle of Jack Daniel’s, he pulled the little baggy from his pants pocket lying on the floor. He swallowed two oxy—just enough to take the edge off.
He could lie to himself and say his actions last night were the cocktail of adrenaline and vodka—and whatever else was in those blue pills June had passed him—but the truth was, he wanted Remy. He’d had a taste of her, and that was enough to make him rock-hard this morning. Her skin had been buttery soft and she’d smelled like pure heaven. That little moan she’d let out—so sweet and innocent. She had no idea of the terribly bad things he wanted to do to her.
A knock startled Mikel out of his thoughts.
“Yeah?”
“You decent?” Bently called through the door.
Mikel slipped the pills under his mattress before he answered, “Yup.”
Bently walked in. “You almost ready?” his older brother asked, studying his messy room. He frowned when his eyes narrowed in on the bottle of whiskey. Always the cop.
“For what?” Mikel asked, his brain fuzzy, though the headache was beginning to dull.
“The barbecue at the beach with Andre. Jasmine’s been all set for an hour.”
“Give me ten minutes,” Mikel said as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
“Sure. Meet you there.” Bently hesitated as if he wanted to say something else, but nodded and left, closing the door behind him.
Mikel jumped in his truck fifteen minutes later with a cup of coffee in hand. Jasmine opened the passenger side and climbed in.
“Thought you would have left with Bent.”
She buckled herself in and placed her bag on her lap with the ever-present cell phone on top. “No one wants to hang out with the deputy’s sister. The last thing I need is to show up in his truck marked ‘Deputy of Shattered Cove.’ Might as well say, ‘Fun police.’” Jasmine brushed the black hair from her face, showing off her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.
Before their mother had decided life wasn’t worth living, she’d had an affair with a man from Korea—nine months before Jasmine was born. One more reason Jasmine had been a target of his father’s brutal abuse.
“If your friends are that shallow, you shouldn’t be hanging out with them anyways,” he said, sternly.
“You sound like Bently.” She smirked.
“Take it back.” He laughed, lightening the mood.
Her fingers moved across her keyboard at lightning speed as he drove towards Shattered Cove’s secret beach, hidden from tourists.
“Who are you texting?” he asked.
“Remy.”
The name shot iced water through his veins. Had Remy told his sister about last night?
He cleared his throat. “She gonna be there?”
“Duh.”
He wasn’t going to get any more details from her without making it awkward and obvious, so he remained silent for the rest of the drive.
