“Weasel.”
I laugh, enjoying the way he tries to hide his smile.
“Then what are we doing?”
I lead him to the paddleboards and wave my hand at them. “I rented two, but we can totally pretend you’re six again and I’ll paddle you around.”
Lie rolls his eyes, but I know he remembers the times I’m thinking about. I think I’d be hard-pressed to find a memory where Lie wasn’t a part of it in some way since the day he came into this world. I love that we have that history. Even if it mightbe a little… wrong to be toying with the line between acceptable and unacceptable as we are.
“I’m not sure I’ve ever been on one by myself,” Lie confides. “I’m willing to try, but I’m also reserving my right to change my mind and want to be chauffeured around on the water.”
“Deal.”
Paddleboards are big, awkward, and a little heavy. Thicker than surfboards and longer, they’re meant to be a cross between a surfboard and a kayak.
We find a section of the beach where it’s just the two of us, and I lie mine down, placing the paddle beside it. “Let’s see how promising you are.”
“Don’t hold your breath,” Lie snorts. “I’m not at all athletically inclined.”
“You don’t need to be.”
“I can already tell that I need arm muscles and balance. I’m very obviously lacking one and I’m not convinced I have the other.”
Chuckling, I wade into the water with Lie. Holding it still, I help him on. “Just sit for now. Get used to using your core to keep steady against the rhythm of the water.” I wrap the safety cord around his ankle, securing the Velcro band so he can’t become separated from the board.
“What’s the next progression? I think I need to mentally prepare.”
Has he always been this sarcastic? “On your knees.”
His dark eyes meet mine, and heat burns between us. “I can totally get on my knees for you,” he says. “I’m rather good on my knees, if I do say so myself.”
“You are,” I agree, though technically, I haven’t had him on his knees. He was sitting in an office chair when he sucked my dick in the break room.
I wrap my hand around his leg in the water so he can’t float away from me in the current, but give him the opportunity to keep himself upright at the same time.
“I feel a little foolish having never taken advantage of all the amenities that Kala offers,” Lie says.
“We used to much more when you were younger,” I agree. “I’m not even sure why we stopped. Life got busy, I guess.”
“All that partying,” he says, smirking.
“You were such a wild child.”
He laughs. Lie was probably one of the least troublesome children ever. I think that had a lot to do with his relationship with Nason. It helped that his bestie wasn’t overly interested in partying or getting into trouble, either.
“Want to try your knees or hang out like this for a while?”
“Like this. Go get your board and float with me.”
I squeeze his calf and leave him in the water while I retrieve my paddleboard from the beach. He does well enough to maintain his balance in the calm waters, protected from the bigger swells of the ocean by the gentle curve of the island.
It’s not long before we’re enjoying the gentle rock of the waves. I keep us close, but not so close that we’re going to run into each other.
“Cash starts a new job today,” Lie says.
“Yeah?”
He nods. “He’s so damn excited. I’ve never seen him so excited. He’s a deckhand for one of the boat tours.”
