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He takes my cold hands, and I swallow because I can’t afford all that stuff. My dad literally watches every dime I spend.
“I, look, I can’t… that is, I don’t have money for any of that stuff…” My voice trails off as he walks me over to the couch and points at my shoes and purse.
“Just get ready.” He walks away, and all I can think of is that I’m in way over my head.
BRETT
“Hey, brother.” I grin at Curtis, the owner of the small surf shack where I’m a regular, and pull a reluctant Alexandrea inside.
Her eyes sweep the Hawaiian vibe. You have to duck under the fake thatched roof just to get into the shop. Colorful murals of surfers riding waves fill the walls. Racks and racks of clothes make it like an obstacle course. Boogie boards, skateboards, shoes, anything you could possibly want, and then some, are crammed in here.
“Oh wow.” Alex looks down at the rotting wood floor that’s mostly covered with sand.
“Brett Powers is in the house. ’Sup, bro?” He grins. Curtis is pushing fifty and looks way older. The sun and wind have made his hands and face look like leather, but he’s a true seeker; the surf and ocean are his religion. He’s owned this shop for thirty years and still sounds like a teenager.
“You catch those waves this morning? They were epic, man.” He shakes his head like he can’t believe it.
“I heard.” I grin, looking up at all the surfboards stacked in a long row.
“Pick one of these,” I say to Alex, motioning to the middle section.
“Brett, I told you, I can’t afford—”
“You got a wetsuit that would fit Alexandrea?” Cutting her off, I turn toward him. Curtis’s eyes rake over Alex’s thin form. And I want to kill him, or at least beat the shit out of him.
Curtis is a friend, I remind myself. I roll my neck, hearing it crack as I relax my clenched fist and jaw.
“Dude. Does a bear shit in the woods? Let me grab her one. You like pink?” he yells over his shoulder, his flip-flops scraping on the sand floor.
“Black is fine,” I snap, then take a breath because I need to tamp down this possessive shit.
So she has the tightest pussy? Big deal. She was a virgin, that’s all this is.The racks of bikinis clack loudly as I rush through them, finally stopping at one I can’t help but grin at.
“Put this on,” I say, holding up the black bikini with all kinds of tiny fruits on it, including peaches.
“You’re kidding me?” She rolls her eyes as I walk to her.
“It’s perfect.” I wink.
She tries to fight her smile, and I grab her, spinning her so she faces the full-length mirror. Her eyes are like big glittering emeralds as they blink at me through the mirror.
“What part are you confused about, Dean Powers? I have no money—”
“Dude, you’re in luck. Last one.” Curtis interrupts her tirade. With a grin, I glance at the plain black wetsuit he’s holding.
“Perfect. And we need a beginner’s board.” Dismissing him, I stare at my obsession in the mirror. He stands on his toes, grinning at us like a juvenile. He must get my vibe because he walks away before I can say anything likeKeep looking at my girl, and that’ll be the last time you smile again.
What is with me?I’m like the alpha dog that needs to piss on her so everyone knows she’s mine.
Mine.
I shove the bikini into her hand. “You won’t have to pay.You’re gonna steal it.” My voice is low, but not low enough to make it obvious I’m doing something bad. If she had won the lottery, I think she would look less shocked.
“What?” she whispers, her eyes wide open, and my cock, which has been hard all morning, gets even harder.
“I take it by the look on your face this will be your first time?”
“What?” she repeats, her nipples pebbling into hard rocks.
