“Well,” a deep voice said behind her. “What do we have here?”
Eighteen
Steve lifted his head off the sand and glared at Logan while Roux attempted to cover her spectacular naked body with her hands.
“It sure is easy to sneak up on you when you’re getting laid,” Logan said, his dark blond hair ruffling in the ocean breeze like he didn’t have a care in the fucking world. Of course, he wasn’t the one with his wet dick in the air.
Steve sat up, his entire body protesting its sudden loss of pleasure, and Roux scrambled behind him, crouched into a ball with her head pressed against his back. He spotted her bikini bottoms and scooted them in her direction. A dainty hand snaked out to grab them, and he did his best to shield her from prying eyes while she wriggled into them.
“How the fuck did you get here?” Steve asked. The jet was still on the landing strip. He would have heard it take off since the flight path went directly over the beach house.
“I rented a boat. You didn’t hear the engine?” He pointed toward the pier just visible at the end of the deep bay. Sure enough, a speedboat was docked there. “We came in from the other direction.”
“We?”
“Me and Toni. She’s over there trying to regain her land legs.” He laughed. “Poor thing never did get her sea legs.”
“Is that Steve?” Toni asked as she rounded a curve in the beach.
Roux pressed up against him from behind, her soft breasts flattened against his back, and used both hands to cover as much of as his softening cock as possible.
“Sorry to ruin your fun,” Logan said. “When I asked him last week, Dare said it would be fine if I brought Toni here during the tour break. He didn’t mention you’d be here.”
Funny. He hadn’t mentioned that Logan would be here either. It might have slipped Dare’s mind, but more likely he was getting revenge for something one or the other of them had done to annoy him. The guy could be incredibly passive aggressive sometimes.
“It’s fine,” Steve said, though he’d never wanted to strangle Logan more than he did at that moment. If Roux hadn’t been watching, he probably would have tackled him to the beach and choked him. “We were going to stay at the greater manse tonight anyway and fly out tomorrow.”
“We were?” Roux asked.
“You look familiar,” Logan said to her. “Have we met?”
Steve could feel Roux’s body move behind him. He wasn’t sure if she was shaking her head or nodding until she said, “No. I don’t think so. I’m . . . uh . . .” She extended one of the hands that had just been on Steve’s dick, and Logan raised his eyebrows. Her hand dropped back to Steve’s lap. “I’m Katie. Katie Williams.”
Steve covered his puzzlement with a poker face. Why had she given a fake name? Or was it fake?
“You have real nice tits, Katie.”
Steve kicked sand at him, but Logan just chuckled.
“What did you say?” Toni asked, still a little crooked as she stood next to Logan with her hands on her hips. She bobbled to the side, and Logan steadied her with one hand.
“She’s naked,” Logan said. “I couldn’t help but notice.”
Toni gave Steve the twice-over. “Steve is looking mighty fine as well.”
Logan scowled and kicked sand at Steve. “Put some damn pants on.”
“I might if I had any.”
Toni rummaged around in a brightly colored bag and drew out a beach towel, which she handed to Steve. She didn’t so much as glance at Roux. Embarrassed for her, maybe? Jealous? He couldn’t tell. Steve shook open the towel and draped it over Roux behind him. When she shifted her hands to collect the ends, he stood, fully naked, and leaned over to help her cover herself. Toni’s little gasp made him grin, and he chuckled at Logan’s growled, “Goddammit.”
“We should probably get you out of the sun,” he said to Roux.
The woman who he more-than-liked, the one who more-than-liked him in return, smiled up at him, and his chest expanded, filling with tenderness. He didn’t care if they stayed there naked on the beach or scoured the jungle looking for nonexistent monkeys or relaxed in the hot tub at the mansion on the other side of the island; as long as he could be with Roux, he was happy. He helped her to her feet, fully aware that he was free-balling it and Toni was getting an eyeful.
“Will you stop staring at it?” Logan complained.
“Sorry. I can’t help it.” Toni spun around to face the beach house. “Oh, it’s cute. I was expecting something bigger.”
“That’s what she said,” Logan joked.
“The beach house is perfect for two,” Steve said testily.
“If you want us to go to the other house, we’ll start walking,” Logan said. “Oh wait, you have a quad here.” He pointed at the ATV parked under the house. “We’ll just take that.”
“I already said we’re heading to the main house tonight. You’re not taking the quad.”
“It’s not yours, it’s Dare’s. If I want to borrow it, then—”
“Hello!” Roux said loudly, holding the towel securely around her with one hand. “I’m Katie.” She extended a hand toward Toni, who stared at it uncertainly. “And you would be?”
Toni pushed her glasses up her nose with the back of her hand before accepting the offered handshake. “Toni.”
“Nice to meet you. You’d probably like to freshen up now that you’re on dry land.”
Toni nodded. “Yes, that would be wonderful. Thank you, Katie.”
Steve watched the two women wander up the beach toward the house. Logan tapped his arm and leaned close. “That’s the red chick from Baroquen, right? The one you have the hots for. I thought her name was Roux.”
“I don’t know why she said her name is Katie.” No sense in hiding facts since Logan was already on to her.
“Maybe she doesn’t want anyone to know she’s with you.”
That was probably close to the truth, and it stung more than a little to recognize that.
“You weren’t really planning to head up to Dare’s ludicrous beach palace, were you?” Logan asked. “We can make room here for all four of us. Won’t be the first time we’ve been packed in like sardines.”
“I only get one more full day with her before we have to go back to our regularly scheduled lives. So we’ll hang out here with you for a while, but two’s company, four’s—”
“An orgy?”
Steve grinned and slapped Logan on the back. “I know you think you’re teaching Toni how to become more sexually aware, but if I so much as laid a pinkie on her, you’d freak the fuck out.” Steve had seen how Logan had reacted to Dare just teasing about touching Toni. Steve wasn’t looking to gain a matching bloody nose. Maybe this clusterfuck was Dare’s way of getting back at Logan for that sucker punch. If so, it wasn’t fair that Dare had ruined Steve’s good time as well. Steve hadn’t had anything to do with that fiasco.
“Damn straight.” Logan clasped his hands together. “I was thinking more about Roux touching her while I watch.”
Steve lifted a brow. “And where do I fit into this scenario of yours?”
“You can wait on the boat until they’re finished.”
Steve laughed. “You’re back to two’s company. You realize that, don’t you?”
“Yeah, but I’d be watching.”
“You didn’t happen to bring any tofu with you, did you?”
At first Logan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, but then they drew together. “Some new kink I’m not aware of?”
And people thought Steve had a one-track mind. “Roux is a vegetarian. I figure she’s getting hungry with nothing but fruit to eat. I caught some fish, but she won’t eat those either.”
“I’m sure there’s plenty of vodka and tequila in the house. They’re made from plants, right?”
“She doesn’t drink.” Not wanting to get into the reasons why, Steve turned toward the waves and crossed the sand to his bucket of fish. Logan followed.
“You’re dating a vegetarian who doesn’t drink?” Logan asked. “You?”
Dating? Were they dating? He wanted them to be dating, but would Roux even consider a serious relationship with him? Perhaps after the tour ended they could come out officially as a couple. Damn, it was going to be a long three months without her. Maybe they could act like friends and at least hang out. He enjoyed being with her. He didn’t have to touch her, kiss her, make love to her if she was near. They could be together for three long months in a completely platonic capacity. Sure.
“You really like her, don’t you?” Logan asked.