After we made it to the lake, we all dismounted, and then I handed Creedence back her elastic so she could throw her dark hair up—strands that looked dark brown when the sun hit them, but in the shade, shifted to a softer shade of black.
Then side by side we headed to where the boats were docked.
I held in a chuckle as Creedence’s head barely came up to my collarbone as we walked.
We were all loaded up on the three boats the brothers owned and headed to the little alcove that was more like the beach.
Other boats full of people were passing us by, going this way and that way.
Creedence was laughing with Marley about a book they both had read.
Connor bumped my shoulder with his, “Telling you, man, the girls at school love me.”
I shrugged him off and shook my head.
The moment we reached the little alcove, I jumped down, then helped Creedence.
Two girls walked by eyeing all the men, but none of us paid them any attention.
Valerie handed Creedence a bag, which she took and headed for a spot, opened the bag, and laid out blankets.
I took a beer that Xavier handed me.
Then I took a pull from it right as Creedence took off her tee, followed by her shorts.
I lowered the bottle and stared.
Fuck.
Me.
I knew she was gorgeous.
But seeing her like this?
She was a fucking vision.
I wanted to grab one of those towels and cover her back up from head to toe.
Even more so when two guys looked over at her and whistled.
I growled.
Knox chuckled.
Creedence rolled her eyes, just as Valerie called out, “Move along, boy. You're not man enough.”
“Oh yeah. Bet for that I can be.” The boy even tried to flex his muscles.
She chuckled, then she called out, “Love?”
Garret called back, “Yeah, baby?”
“Remove them,” she said.
And like a unit, we all moved in the boys’ direction.
They scampered away to the other side of the alcove.
