Addicted

"Yeah." I lost my train of thought as my eyes moved over the various boats across the lake. The one directly in front of us caught my attention. The guy from the day before was wrestling with some chick on his boat. His friends were laughing, and the girl was having far too much fun. "Ugh."

"What?" Emily glanced up.

"That guy that was leaning against my car yesterday is out there." I pointed to him and tried to keep the false disdain on my face. His body was covered in an oily substance, and the way it made his skin shine left my stomach tightening.

"That's the guy?" Emily leaned forward as her mouth dropped open. "Wow. Next time he's leaning against your car, don't dirty your hands with him. Just call me. I'll take care of him."

"Brother." I leaned back, letting my eyes move across him as he tossed the girl into the water. His laughter was loud and fun. A smile lifted my lips as his friends moved up to knock him into the water next. He swam to the girl and they laughed, dragging each other under the dark blue surface.

"Is he taken?" She looked back at me.

"No clue, nor do I really care." I shrugged, caring more than I wanted to. I had the ability to locate the douchiest guy in the whole place and attract him to my side no matter where we were. It was a gift. A magical power. Now, if I could just figure out how to not fall for them once they came close.

"I care. Damn, he would be fun for a one-night stand." She moved back and tugged her shirt off, shocking me.

Her blue and white bikini top looked great on her. She drove me nuts hiding her body behind her clothes when she had every right to show it off.

"You look good." I leaned back and pulled my legs up, resting my feet on the edge of the dock.

"No, you look good. I just look okay." She laid down beside me and pulled her sunglasses off the top of her head and put them on. "We need to get back over there. I bet the cinnamon rolls are almost done."

"Naw. They'll call for us." I lifted my arms into the air and stretched. "I love it out here. It's so peaceful."

I jerked up as someone yelled from beneath the pier. "A little help?"

"What?" I moved up to my knees and glanced down to see Brody bobbing in the water beneath me. "You again?"

He laughed. "Yeah, princess. Help me up?"

"Just walk out of the water over there." I nodded toward the shore beside us.

"There are too many sharp rocks." He lifted his eyebrow and turned his attention onto Emily. "Hi, pretty girl. Any way you'd be willing to help me up? Your friend here isn't being very neighborly."

"No, she's not, is she?" Emily gave me a look and stood up, offering the guy her hand.

"Really?" I got up and gave him my other one.

He got up with our help, forcing us to step back several steps as he shook the water off of him like a dog. I glanced down at myself and gave him a scathing look.

"Where is the girl you were with?" I couldn't help but ask. "Did you eat her?"

"Yeah, all night long until she couldn't walk." He turned and looked out toward the lake, lifting his middle finger in the air toward the group of guys laughing loudly on what I assumed was his boat. "Thanks, girls."

He moved past us without another word, leaving me standing there in shock. I glanced over at Emily. "Did he just say that?"

Her eyes were wide as she watched him walk off. "Yeah, and for the first time in a really long time, I'm jealous. I want to be that girl."

I turned and searched the surface of the lake, not finding her. "I'm not so sure that's a good idea. I don't see her anywhere."

"Let's go. Stop worrying. Everyone out here is having a good time. We're going to that party tonight and will soon be joining them." Emily tugged at the back of my bathing suit, and I turned, walking back toward the house.

Brody was a little ways away from us, walking down the center of the street like he owned it. I couldn't help but admire how sexy his back was, littered with muscles and dripping with lake water. His blond hair almost looked dark brown, and for a moment, I thought maybe I was overreacting, but no: he was a cocky bastard for sure.

Did you eat her? All night long. Good grief.

Chapter 7

Brody