“What are you doing here?” Will there ever be a time when I’m not an asshole to this girl?
“Matt.” That was Josh’s ‘get your head out your ass tone’.
“Sorry.” I turned away under the pretense of drying my hair while trying to keep the bottom of the towel in strategic places. There was some chatter behind me as the girls talked her ear off and then I heard Josh’s softly spoken ‘oh shit’. I turned to see what the hell was his problem now and got blindsided.
“Merciful fuck.” I dropped the towel and grabbed my discarded shirt and moved towards her before I could stop myself. She was…I can’t. “What the fuck?” She was fucking half naked, and that jewel in her navel had my head spinning with visions of my mouth on it, biting… I threw my shirt around her shoulders and pushed her arms through the sleeves. The others had gone from open mouth surprise to outright laughing at my ass. I gave a fuck. I looked around to make sure no one else had seen her like that. All this time she hadn’t said a word, not even to stop me from manhandling her.
I grabbed her hand and threw a quick “we’ll be right back” over my shoulder before dragging her off down the beach. We’re gonna settle this shit once and for all. That question I had was now null and void. My head was finally catching up to my body and that shit was talking loud and clear.
Chapter 11
“What in the blue fuck are you wearing Kadyn?” I made sure we were far enough away from prying ears. The way I felt I wasn’t sure what the hell I was going to say or do next. She looked down at herself and then back up at me. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing? In case you haven’t noticed, we’re at the beach. Besides, Carrie’s wearing almost the same exact thing.”
“That’s Josh’s problem not mine.” I crowded her, towering over her, it’s a cheap trick I know, but I needed all the help I could get. The sight of her in that thing was burned into my fucking corneas and was making me stupid.
“And neither is this.”
“Think again, I don’t want you running around the beach half naked. You keep that shirt on or I’m taking you home right now.”
“I can’t swim in this shirt.” She pulled on the tail of my shirt that dwarfed her tiny frame.
“Figure it out, the shirt or home. What’s it gonna be?”
“Why do you even think you have the right to tell me what I can or cannot do, Matthew Steele? You’ve barely said two words to me since we met and each time you did have something to say it was an insult.”
“That maybe so, but last night changed things, now everything is different.”
“I don’t see why, we hardly know each other and you don’t even like me, remember?”
“Who the fuck says I don’t like you, why do you keep saying that? Look, in a few hours this place is going to be crawling with people and I’d be fucked if I’m gonna have other men ogling your ass.” Yes I know I wasn’t making any sense, that she was one hundred percent right, we didn’t know each other. She might think we had no obligation to each other, but my mind had been made up for me and now she was fucked, because the shit that was going on inside me wasn’t good for anybody. Least of all the woman I now found myself wanting.
“You…are you insane? What gives you the right? I’m my own person Matthew Steele and I can do whatever the hell I want.” See, I knew she was going to be a pain in my ass. She tried removing the shirt but I grabbed a fistful of it and pulled her in close. “Try it.” I stared into her eyes that were all but spitting fire at me.
“You had to know what your body in that thing looks like, and that thing in your navel is a sure fucking invitation. What do you think people are gonna think? You think I want people looking at my woman thinking…”
"Just because I have tattoos and a nice ass doesn't make me a freak.”
"No but the shit I want to do to you might, and I repeat, I’d be fucked if I’m gonna have other men thinking the same thing."
“This is crazy, you can’t just go around ordering complete strangers around like you’re their lord and master. And what do you mean your woman? I’m not your girlfriend or your wife for you to have any say…
“Think again, if you didn’t want this then you shouldn’t have kissed me back the way you did. You shouldn’t have clung to me like you never wanted to let me go. I was there Kadyn. I know what I felt, or are you going to tell me you trembled in my arms because you were cold?”