The others have another laugh at our expense as they start pulling their hoods up and grabbing their boards. Sitka shows us how to attach the leash, and I have to resist the urge to reach down and touch her when she makes up an excuse to help me, giving my ankle a squeeze before letting go.
“Let’s see what these city boys can do,” Yuri says with a laugh before running towards the water. The others let loose a mix ofshouts and wolf howls as they join in. I sigh and accept my fate, more than ready to just get this over with.
I immediately change my mind when my feet hit the water. I thought I was prepared for the cold. I naively thought the suit would actually keep me warm, and although I’m sure it’s dulling it, I still feel like I’m walking into water that should definitely have some icebergs floating nearby.
“Fucking hell,” Ev shouts when a wave crashes against his legs and groin. “I swear I had a set of balls when I got up this morning, but damn if I can find them right now.”
My laugh is cut off when I walk in deeper and am immediately hit in the face with an ice-cold wave.
“Get on your boards,” Sitka yells at us, already on hers and using her arms to paddle out like a sexy mermaid I’d very much like to fuck. “You’ve got to paddle out past the waves!”
“I really fucking hate you right now,” Ev tells me as he clumsily hauls his ass onto his board.
I can’t help but laugh as I haul my own ass up, not at all mimicking Sitka’s effortlessly sexy vibe she has going on. When I hear a loud clap, I look over and see Bran trying to get our attention.
Ev, follow me. Damien, follow Sitka.
He doesn’t need to sign it twice. I dip my hands into the water, and start paddling, following Sitka’s cute ass. When my arms start burning and cold waves keep crashing over me, I focus on the reward I’m going to get later. I’d suffer through anything, even surfing in the goddamn Pacific, if at the end of it I get to have her naked body pressed against mine.
The first time a wave throws me off the board, it’s the disorienting nightmare I assumed it would be. The next time isn’t much better, and by the time I finally make it out to calmer water, she’s already sitting on her board, watching me with a big smile on her face.
I scoot in close to her and wipe the water from my face. The others are far enough away to not hear me when I say, “The only thing that’s making this bearable is knowing you’ll be riding my face later,besyonok.”
Her mouth drops open, putting new ideas in my head.
“Among other things.”
Chapter 14
Sitka
Ihad no idea anyone could look so sexy while wearing a hooded wetsuit. With everyone focused on finding the best waves and joking around, I don’t have to be quite so careful around Damien.
I’ve watched him fall an impressive number of times, but he and Ev are determined to see this thing through, and neither one of them is giving up. I can see the approval in my brothers’ eyes when Damien takes another hit, only to pop back up a few seconds later and climb back on the board.
Bran signs a few more tips, and when another wave starts to build and draw closer, Damien takes off, paddling in a way that instantly makes me admire his stamina before getting to his feet. He balances in the middle of his board like we taught him, and when he stays upright for his first wave, we all cheer before the water eventually takes him under. He surfaces with a huge grin on his face, and the first thing he does is search me out, locking eyes with me while I join the others and cheer for him, so fucking proud of him and wishing I could paddle over and kiss him.
He slowly makes his way back over to me while Misha yells, “Your turn Ev! We’re not leaving till you catch a wave!”
“That was so awesome,” I tell Damien as soon as he’s close enough.
With his back to the others, he gives me a full smile, and I can tell he’s enjoying this. Not tolerating it, but actually fucking enjoying this.
When I laugh, he tilts his head and asks, “What’s so funny? I mean, besides how I probably just looked.”
“No, you looked amazing,” I tell him. “I’m laughing because I think you just became a surfer.”
He scoffs at that and shakes his head. “No fucking way.”
“I can see it,” I say. “You’re hooked.”
“It’s freezing,” he reminds me.
“Invigorating,” I correct.
Turning his board so we’re both sitting, bobbing on the water and looking out at where Ev is trying his damnedest to catch a wave so he can get out, I laugh and point at his cousin.
“He doesn’t love it.”
