Every Little Thing (Hart's Boardwalk 2)

“What are you doing?” I panicked as he slid in behind me, my ass grazing the top of his thighs. I tensed as he wrapped his arms around me, taking both my arms in his hands and adjusting me.

“You’re holding it wrong.” His voice rumbled in my ear.

I squeezed my eyes closed as I got a flashback of lying beneath him, feeling him move inside me while he whispered dirty things to me.

“Princess,” he murmured. “Are you listening?”

Why are you doing this to me?

“I’m holding it wrong,” I managed to wheeze out. “Okay. Show me how.”

“With pleasure.” His tone was filled with filth.

“The gun, Tremaine,” I bit out.

He chuckled, the movement causing his body to shift against mine. “Right.” He adjusted my stance for a few moments, his hands caressing me as he adjusted my hips, too. Frankly, it felt like an excuse to feel me up.

“You done?” I snapped.

He laughed again. “Sure. Try now. Follow the sight line. Yes, like that. Now wait. Hold it. You want to pull the trigger just as the tip of the hen’s face comes into the sight line.”

And my smartbuttery got the best of me. “I hope you don’t take the same advice in the bedroom.”

Vaughn leaned closer, the slight bristle of his cheek brushing mine as he whispered, “We both know for a fact that I don’t.”

I clenched my teeth. “Bastard.”

“You walked into that one.” He pulled back before I could dispute that comment. “Now follow my advice.”

I waited. I concentrated. I followed his advice.

And I freaking hit the thing!

“Whoop!” I spun around, and smacked him playfully across the chest. “I did it!”

“You did. But I still won.”

“I don’t care.” I shot Cooper a triumphant grin. “I hit the damn hen.”

“Yeah, you did,” he chuckled.

“It only took you twenty-nine years,” Cat added.

“You, Cat Lawson, are a party pooper.” I looked at Joey. “You want to play next?”

He shook his head. “I want to ride the roller coaster.”

“Cool.” I quirked an eyebrow at Vaughn. “What do you say, Tremaine? Want to hit the roller coaster? Or are you chicken?”

He gave me an exasperated look. “Really?”

“Well are you?”

“Roller coaster it is.” He started walking away. “Lead the way again, Joey.”

“You two are children,” Jess admonished, stepping forward. “And it would be funny except you haven’t even noticed that Rex has gone.”

My stomach dropped as I realized she was right. “What? Where? When?”