Dirty: The Complete Series (Secret Baby Romance Love Story) (82 page)

He laughed. “Do you know who I am?”

“Narcissi?”

He threw his handsome head back and
laughed. “You’re something else. I tell you what – I’ll give you a chance to
prove that. Let’s have a little competition tonight, shall we?”

“Summer, just let him call the cops-”

“Hush, Bennie!” The big guy and I said
that simultaneously.

“When and where?” I asked.

“Meet me at Black’s Beach at-”

“No fucking way!” Bennie shot up then all
the way to his feet. “She’s not meeting you out there-”

“Bennie, I can speak for myself.”

“Summer, you don’t know this creep. He
could rape or kill you up there and toss you in the ocean.”

The big guy laughed. “She’s so small, I
could throw her over my shoulder and take her anywhere and rape or kill her
right now if I wanted to. No, this is about whether or not I should call the
cops. I’m torn. I really think I should; it’s the right thing to do. But I like
a little healthy competition-”

“It’s not going to be a competition!
Summer can’t surf!”

“Bennie!”

“I’m sorry, Summer, but you can’t.”

A slow grin spread across dark and sexy’s
face as he said, “How about a handicap?”

“What kind of a handicap?” I asked.

“You surf naked.” He ran those ice blue
eyes across my body. I shivered hard as his smile grew wider. Trying to keep
the quiver out of my voice I said,

“How in the hell would me being naked give
you a handicap?”

He ran his tongue across his lips. My
panties were suddenly so damp that I was afraid I’d let my bladder go. “I won’t
be able to concentrate on the waves,” he said. I agreed without even giving it
any thought, anything to keep from going to jail at this point. I’d think about
it later and figure out what to do.

I heard Bennie ask, “What do you plan on
doing when she doesn’t show up?”

The big guy smiled and jerked his head
towards the shop. “I always know where to find your little friend in there. It
wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to send the police home after her one day.”

“Fuck,” Bennie muttered as I watched the
surfer god collect the surfboard, wink in my direction, and head back into the
shop.

CHAPTER
FOUR

DRAKE

The water was frickin’ freezing. It was
times like this that I longed for Australia or Hawaii or even Istanbul.
California’s ocean is always cold, no matter how much warmth and sunshine we
have during the day. I came home for the tournament at Laguna – and to appease
my father. He’s not going to be happy when I leave again, but I doubt that
anything I do will ever make him happy.

I kicked at the sand underneath my
flip-flop and wondered what the hell I was doing here. I was convinced that
Summer wasn’t going to show up before I took that long hike down the cliff
carrying two surfboards to get here. I was also scared to death that if I
didn’t come, she would show up. After she and her friends took off today, Kobe
turned the tables on me. I told him about catching her taking the board, but
even Kobe could hear the sound of excuses in my voice as I did.

“Weren’t you the one who was just telling
me I had to be wary of these homeless people?”

“Summer’s not homeless.”

He laughed. “What makes you think so?”

“If she was homeless, wouldn’t she be out
there panhandling with your girl Phoebe? I’ve never seen her before, have you?”

“I’ve seen her in here; she was probably
casing the joint.”

I rolled my eyes. “Have you ever seen her
working the streets?”

“No.”

“I was really close to her, and she smells
really good, too. She’s clean and her hair looks professionally done-”

“Lots of street people wear dreads. It’s
easier for them to take care of.”

“Whatever, she’s not homeless.” I wasn’t
sure who I was trying to convince, him or me. I wasn’t sure why it even
mattered. She’s clean and she’s the hottest girl I’ve ever laid eyes on…so as
long as she’s at least eighteen, it’s on. I wasn’t planning on taking her home
to meet the family, anyways. “I’ll give you the money for the board. Don’t call
the cops, Kobe, okay?”

He laughed again. “Do you really think I’d
call the cops, man? If she would have just asked me for it, I would have given
it to her.”

“Well, I’m going to pay for it and I’m
going to give it to her,” I told him.

He held out his hand. “Your money, I’ll
take.” I felt kind of like a fool now that I stood knee-deep in the water,
holding my board and wondering if I wanted to go for a run or just call it a
night and make the hike back up before the mist started coming in.

“Hey dick-wad!” The sound of her voice was
enough to send my mood from one end of the spectrum to the other, and I never
thought being called a dick-wad would make me smile. I was relieved that she
showed up. I didn’t want to admit it even to myself, but the thought of not
being able to find her again was causing panic to take root.

“You showed up!” I turned to look at her
and when she was close enough the crescent moon brought her into my view. She
was wearing the same shorts and t-shirt she had on earlier and still looked
just as good. Her blonde hair shone underneath the moonlight and the little
beads in her hair sparkled. She’s so fucking hot.

“Did you give me a choice?” I could see
that she brought her shoulder chip with her.

“Well, yeah, but I guess you didn’t like
the other one,” I can be as snippy and sarcastic as she can. “You’re half an
hour late. You’re lucky I’m a patient man.”

“Thanks,” her appreciation sounded more
like
fuck you.
“Let’s get this over
with. I ditched my bodyguard, but I can’t guarantee you he won’t show up if
this takes too long.”

I laughed out loud at that. “That guy was
your bodyguard? Whoa, I hope he doesn’t show up-”

“Shut the hell up.” She is definitely
loyal to her friends. She dropped the old board she was holding. It looked like
it hadn’t been waxed since 1999. I was about to give her a hard time about that
when she pulled off her t-shirt. My mouth was suddenly dry and all of my blood
was rushing from one head to the other. She was wearing a bikini top
underneath, but it looked like her chest had grown since she bought it and her
sexy breasts were barely contained. “Don’t stand there with your tongue hanging
out. Start stripping.”

“Stripping? Me? That wasn’t the deal.”

She was just about to unbutton those
little denim shorts and she stopped and said, “If I surf naked, so do you.”

I have no idea why I didn’t just strip,
but she made me want to argue, “I didn’t steal a surfboard.” Her eyes cut over
to where the board she’d taken earlier sat stuck in the sand.

“Prove it. You’re the one with the board
now, not me. I’m out of here.” She picked up her shirt and was about to pick up
her board when I said,

“I bought the board. I have the receipt.”
I suddenly didn’t want to argue any longer – I just didn’t want her to go. She
stopped and turned to look at me with an even more suspicious look than usual.

“Why?”

“For you, so you can still enter the
contest.”

“Why?”

“Listen, I figured if it was that
important to you that you’d steal a board for it… I don’t know. I just wanted
to give it to you. You don’t have to strip and we don’t have to do any of this,
okay? I’m not going to call the cops.”

“Why?” She had her brows drawn together
and her hands on her hips. She’s so pretty. I wanted to suck that plump bottom
lip of hers into my mouth.

“Is that all you can say tonight?”

“You’re not making any sense.”

“I wanted to do something nice for you. Is
that so bad?”

She didn’t say anything, but she reached
back and untied her bikini top. I swear to God I nearly had a fucking heart
attack. She reached for the button on her shorts again and said, “Are you
stripping or am I leaving?”

I grinned. I may be a dick-wad, but I’m
not a fool. I pulled off my t-shirt and had my board shorts down in a matter of
seconds. For the first time since I met her this afternoon, I saw an emotion on
her face that wasn’t anger or suspicion. She was staring at my body like she’d
never seen a naked man before and I think she was at least slightly impressed.
“You still have those little bottom things on…” She snapped out of her reverie,
gave me a dirty look and pulled the bottoms off. My cock literally ached. The
cold water would come in handy.

“Let’s go,” she said, laying that old
board down in the water.

“Aren’t you going to use your new board?”

She gave me another dirty look, but I was
rewarded by the sight of her walking over to get the new one. Damn…she’s so
hot. I stood rooted to my spot until she had the board strapped to her ankle
and she lay forward on it and started to paddle. It was the most erotic sight
I’ve ever seen. It was painful to lie down on my board, even after I hit the
freezing water. She looked so fucking good that the cold water wasn’t even
doing the trick.

She paddled out into the swell like a pro,
but as soon as she jumped up on the board, I saw what her friend was talking
about. Her balance was off and her stance was all wrong. Before the little wave
hit underneath her board, I knew she was going off. She hit the water, and I
dove under for her. As soon as my arm went around her waist, she started
fighting me. I hauled her up to the surface and she jerked away from me.
“Feeling me up was not part of the deal!”

I laughed. “I was saving you from
drowning.”

“I wasn’t drowning.”

“You weren’t surfing, either. Sorry, but
your friend was right, you suck.”

She climbed on her board and paddled back
towards the beach in a huff. I wasn’t laughing for long as I followed her. That
painful ache was back in my cock. She stood up about three feet out and picked
up that heavy board. She carried it up to the sand in a huff and started
putting her clothes back on. When I climbed out I watched her for a minute and
then said, “I admit that was a little harsh. Maybe I should have said your
surfing needs some work-”

“Shut up! I don’t care what you think of
my surfing.” She was having a hard time wiggling into her shorts. She hadn’t
put her shirt back on yet, so it was quite the pretty picture. “Quit staring at
my boobs!”

I laughed. “I can’t help it. I’d have to
be blind or dead not to. Jesus, you’re hot.” She stopped what she was doing and
looked at me. I wished like hell that I could get into her head and find out
what she was thinking. I’d never met anyone who hid their thoughts so well.

“You think I’m hot?”

“Um…yeah,” I looked down at my cock that
was trying to stretch in her direction. “Isn’t it obvious?”

She shrugged. “I thought you were just
horny.”

“That, too. You wouldn’t be interested-”

“I’m not a whore!”

“Excuse me? I never thought you were.”

“Well, I’m not. Guys seem to think
homeless girls will do anything for money-”

“Homeless?”

“Duh…don’t act like you didn’t know.
Surely, you’re not that stupid.”

“You are a little picture of sunshine, you
know that? I really didn’t know you were homeless. I thought you just hung out
with that Phoebe girl-”

“Whatever, I have to go.”

“Where do you have to go?” She ignored me,
dropped the board, and took off towards the cliffs. She pulled on her shirt as
she walked. I grabbed my shorts and stepped into them as I chased after her.
“Wait! Summer, wait!” It didn’t take long for me to catch up with her. My
stride was three steps to her one. When I did, she stopped and said,

“What do you want from me?”

“I just want to help.”

“Help? Help me do what? I didn’t ask you
for any help. I’m out here on this stupid, fucking cold beach with the only set
of clothes I have dripping wet because you blackmailed me. What kind of help
could I possibly want from a person like that?”

Shit. I wish she would have just kicked me
in the balls. It would have hurt less. “I’m sorry. You’re right. I was just
having fun and to be honest, I am just that stupid. I never thought you’d show
up tonight. I was hoping that you would because I wanted to see you again…but I
honestly didn’t think you would. Now, I just feel like a….dick-wad.”

She actually smiled. It was only the
second one I’d seen on her beautiful face and the first one had been fake and
directed at Kobe. She is drop-dead gorgeous, and I just lost my mind for a
second. I reached for her and my hand landed on her hip. I bent down slowly,
expecting her to knee me in the crotch. When she didn’t, I put my other hand in
her hair and twisted my fingers around one of those braids. Her breaths were
coming in short little gasps, and she wasn’t hiding how she felt very well any
longer. She cleared her throat just as I brushed my lips across hers. Once
again, I braced myself for the attack, but it didn’t come. Instead, she sighed
and tipped her head back. Her pretty green eyes were closed and for a few
seconds, I just looked at her. “You’re so pretty, Summer.”