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“This place is wild,” I said with a small head shake.
“Paradise, man,” he said, clinking his beer bottle against mine.
I chuckled and nudged him with my shoulder. “You’re a long way from Idaho.”
“Michigan is so different from Idaho in every way,” he said, pausing to take a long swallow of his own beer. “Who knew places like this existed here? Before I got drafted, I thought it was all snow and trees. And it is both of those things at times, but…damn. We’re lucky to live here.”
I often felt that way myself.
Particularly when my eyes landed on thick, deep brown hair that trailed down a tanned and toned back, stopping just shy of a bright pink bikini-clad ass I’d know anywhere.
“Well, well…” I said, nodding my head in that direction. “Look who’s here.”
“The Delatou sisters,” he said, shooting me a wide grin. “You hit that again yet?”
I shook my head. “Not yet, but that hasn’t stopped us from doing…other things.”
Owen barked out a laugh and held his fist up for a bump. “If the walls of that office could talk, am I right?”
“If those walls could talk, her father would’ve surely killed my ass and buried me on the vineyard where no one would ever find me.”
“Fuck, he’s scary, isn’t he?”
“How do you know him?”
Oh, Ryder, get it together. Jealousy is not a good look on you.
“Easy, big guy. I carry their wine at all three of my places.”
“Ahh, right,” I said, grinning sheepishly at him.
“So what do you think?” He settled his gaze on Amara and her sisters once again. “You gonna make your move?”
“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea…”
“Brooooooooooo.” Owen dragged the single syllable out annoyingly, and I was instantly reminded how many years he spent in locker rooms surrounded by dudes who threw that word around like confetti. “Look at where we are.” He swept his arms around at the expanse of clear blue water and the crowds of people around us. “No one here but me and her sisters know who you are or give a fuck what your work relationship looks like, and I guarantee her sisters already know y’all fucked. So get your ass down there and go get your girl.”
“She’s not my girl,” I grumbled weakly. But damn, did I want her to be.
One moment, I was standing safely on the deck of the pontoon, and the next I was being tossed over the side into the darker blue of the sandbar drop off—beer and all.
I came up sputtering and pissed.
“Fuck you, Lawless!” I shouted as I shoved my hair out of my face and wiped the water from my eyes.
“Appreciate the offer, Ryder,” he said, grinning like a dick from six feet above me, “but you’re not really my type.”
“I hate you.”
“Quit bitching. Your girl is headed this way.” Then, like the gracious host he absolutely wasn’t, Owen turned to greet the Delatou girls. I floated for a moment, watching as Chloe, her husband Logan, Ella, Brie, and Delia all climbed onto the deck of the pontoon, happily accepting Owen’s invitation to take whatever they wanted from the cooler.
My eyes scanned the water around the boat, searching for the fifth sister.
“Looking for me?”
I spun toward the voice and found her standing ten feet away at the edge of the sandbar, arms crossed over her chest, her perfect tits squeezed together and pushed up, making my mouth water. Making me imagine what it would feel like to slide my cock between them.
Fuck, it was a good thing by bottom half was below the surface. I needed to get my shit together.
