by Renee, Holly
The cabin sat right on the lake, and although the water was a deep green, it looked perfectly calm and was begging me to run and jump in it.
“Welcome home, ladies,” was yelled from the front porch of the cabin, and I turned to see a blond surfer looking guy leaning over the railing and looking straight at Liam and Tucker.
“Fuck you, Ryan,” Liam called back to him while shutting the trunk and making his way up the stairs.
Tucker saddled up beside me and lifted my bag over his head. “I’m glad you packed light. Did you see how much Brooke packed?”
I looked up at Liam at that moment and saw his muscles straining as he carried Brooke’s bags (Yes, plural) up the stairs.
“That’s Brooke for you. She never packs light.”
Tucker and I made our way into the cabin behind the others, and I was blown away by how gorgeous the place was. There was a large open living room that allowed access to a shiny kitchen and a dining room that had an amazing view of the land outside it. A large porch wrapped around the entire cabin, and I couldn’t wait to sit out there with my Kindle.
Tucker set our bags down just inside the door then he and Ryan pulled each other in a hug while slapping each other on the back.
“Where’s Jase?” Tucker asked his friend.
“He’s upstairs getting everything settled. He’ll be down in a sec.”
Right about the time he finished his sentence, a sound came from the top of the stairs and a guy who I assumed was Jase made his way to where we were. And I couldn’t stop staring at him.
He had dark brown hair almost to the point of black, and he was tall. Taller than anyone else there, and his piercing green eyes looked like they were pure trouble. We could almost be twins if he wasn’t over a foot taller than me and didn’t have a jaw that was chiseled by the gods.
He stuck his hand out to Brooke, and I watched his movements like a hawk.
“Hi. I’m Jase.”
Brooke was looking at him with a dumbfounded look on her face, and I was sure that it matched mine.
“Brooke.”
He smiled a megawatt smile at her before turning to me.
“Hey, gorgeous. What’s your name?”
“I’m…” My voice squeaked, high. I cleared my throat. “I’m Kennedy.”
“Cute name.” He shook my hand, and I could feel my blush creep up my chest.
“Okay. That’s enough. Get off my girl.” Tucker stepped up closer to me.
“Your girl?” Ryan acted shocked. “I thought you said they were just your friends.”
“We are friends, but Kennedy is my bestie so she is off limits.” Tucker was staring right at Jase, and he didn’t even look at Ryan as he spoke to him.
“We’ll see,” Jase said quietly before winking at me and making me blush harder.
“Come on, Kennedy.” It was one of the first times I had ever heard Tucker use my real name. “Let’s go get settled into our rooms.”
Jase chuckled as Brooke and I followed the boys up the stairs and to our rooms. There were three open rooms left so Brooke and I volunteered to share one so Tucker and Liam could each have one to themselves. When we finally shut the door to our room, it was like a dam broke loose.
“Did you see him?” Brooke fanned herself.
“How could I not see him?” I plopped back on the bed and a few pillows fell to the floor.
“He is so hot. He looks like dirty sex.”
“What?” I leaned up on my elbows to look at her.
“You know what I mean. He looks like he would just be straight up dirty sex. He would be the one to tie you up and make you beg for him to spank your ass.” She pointed her finger at me. “And I promise you, we would beg.”
I couldn’t stop laughing at her description of him, but God, she was right. That was the exact vibe he was giving off.
“I wonder if he’s single.”
“Like it matters,” she scuffed. “Your watch dog isn’t going to let that man anywhere near you.”
“Whatever. He doesn’t have a choice.”
…
After taking showers and changing clothes, Brooke and I made our way back downstairs. We had put on our bathing suits, but unlike Brooke, I had covered mine with a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. Brooke was rocking a hot pink bikini, and she was strutting her stuff in all her glory. It was something I would never be able to do.
I also had on a bikini (Because it was a battle I couldn’t win with Brooke), but I had every intention of wearing my T-shirt into the water. She didn’t need to know that though. It was my way of winning an argument without actually arguing.
When we made it downstairs, the guys were already out by the water. I popped my oversized sunglasses on my face to block out the bright sun and followed Brooke out toward the lake bank.
Tucker was in the water when we arrived so I laid out my beach towel and took a seat. I needed to work up the courage before I shimmied my shorts down my legs and made my way into the water.
Brooke set her bag down next to me and didn’t hesitate as she headed over to where Liam, Jase, and Ryan were all standing in the water. I envied her confidence. I had never seen her in a situation where she doubted herself or her self-worth. She always knew exactly what she wanted, and she went after it. No worries. No insecurities. She was fearless.
I watched her through my sunglasses as she stood waist deep in the water and charmed the socks off of each of the guys. Liam was looking at her with a small smile on his face, but I wasn’t sure if it was out of friendship or something more. The few times I had been around Liam, he was carefree and laidback, and I had a hard time getting a read on him.
A splash of water against my skin pulled my attention away from watching them, and I screamed as Tucker bent down and flung his dripping wet hair in my direction.
“What the hell are you doing?” I screeched.
“Coming to get you. Come swimming.”
“By getting my clothes wet?” I shook out my top.
“I’m sorry, firecracker.” He smiled his dimpled smile at me. “Do you forgive me?”
“I guess.” I smiled back at him. I couldn’t help it. He was too infectious.
“Well. Strip down and let’s go.”
I stood from my towel, and I looked around me to make sure no one’s attention was on me before I popped the button on my shorts and worked them down my legs. I began walking to the water, but Tucker gripped the back of my shirt and pulled me to a stop.
I looked over my shoulder at him.
“What’s this?” He tugged on my shirt.
“It’s a T-shirt.” I looked at him as if he was an idiot.
“I know that smart ass. I meant why are you still wearing it?”
“Because I want to.” I crossed my arms over my stomach and prayed that he let the subject drop. It was a wasted prayer.
“You are not swimming in a T-shirt. Take it off.”
“You can’t tell me what to do. I want to wear it.” I huffed.
He finally let go of my T-shirt but moved his hand to cup my chin. “Take it off, firecracker.” His voice was soft, and I knew that he knew this was an insecurity for me. I could see it in his eyes. He was telling me that I could be comfortable with him, and he didn’t even have to say the words.
I gripped the edges of my T-shirt and my hands hesitated. Inhaling a deep breath, I closed my eyes and pulled the shirt over my head. Tucker’s eyes roamed down my body, and I had to fight the urge to run and pick up the T-shirt that I just tossed behind me. I fiddled with the tie on my bathing suit bottom to stop myself from covering my stomach with my hands.
Tucker caught the movement and his eyes went there before meeting mine. “You’re beautiful.”
I looked away from him. “Thanks, Tuck.”
He placed his hand on my chin again and pulled my face back in his direction. “You are beautiful.” He sounded out each word, and I stared into his eyes and tried to see what he was seeing. All I saw was truth.
It was overwhelming.
I felt lost in him, in his words, in being around him.
Then Brooke’s squeal rang out through the air and the moment between us was broken. I looked over my shoulder just in time to see Brooke fly through the air and land in the water like a cannonball. Liam was bent over clutching his stomach in laughter, and I had no doubt that he was the guilty party.
“And you said he was nicer than me.” Tucker started walking toward the water and I slowly followed him.
“I’m not sure if that is exactly what I said.”
“It was something like that. You basically said that you liked him more than me.” He pouted out his bottom lip and he looked so damn adorable.
My toes hit the cool water and I dug them into the soft dirt underneath.
“Now I know you’re lying. There is no way I could like Liam more than you.”
“Aww, babe.”
Babe coming off his lips sent a shiver through me, and I hoped he attributed it to the cool water and not to the fact that he could practically make me swoon with just one word. One little word and my heart was fluttering in my chest.
Tucker reached his hand out for mine, and I gave it to him with no hesitation. His skin was warm and rough against mine. He had a callus on his palm right under his middle finger, and I couldn’t stop myself as I ran my finger back and forth over the tough skin.
He was pulling me toward him slowly, and I stared at his dimpled grin and wished that we could be something that we’re not. I would never be good enough for someone like Tucker. He was perfect in both looks and personality, and I didn’t compare to him. I was his friend. His bestie. Nothing more. No matter how bad I wanted it.
When I was just a few short inches away from his body, he placed his hands on my hips and lifted me into the air. I was so lost in my own thoughts that it took me about two seconds too long to realize what was happening. My ass hit the water right before the rest of me sunk to the bottom of the lake. I barely managed to gasp a breath of air before I went under.
It was a good dose of reality though.
While I was fantasizing about what we could’ve been, Tucker was throwing his good buddy into the water. We had completely different ideas about each other, and I needed to get myself in check. The bottom line was that Tucker was my friend, and if I wanted to keep him in my life then that was where he needed to stay. I wouldn’t go ruining things by making a move on him.
When my face broke the surface of the water, I took a deep breath of air and tried to clear my head.
Tucker was my friend.
Tucker wasn’t into me.
I repeated the mantra in my head before opening my eyes and looking over at him. He had a large playful smile on his face. His dimples were in full force, and his wet hair was in disarray, a few pieces falling into his brown eyes. His chest was bare, and water rivets were sliding over his muscled chest and abs as they made their way back to the water. And there I was again. Overwhelmed and completely in danger of making a fool of myself.
I pushed my hair out of my face and took off swimming in the direction of Brooke. I could hear Tucker’s laughter behind me, and although it made me want to go right back to him and breathe in his laughter like it was air, I needed separation. I was drowning in everything that was Tucker, and I didn’t want him to throw me a floatation device.
I wanted him to drown with me.
16
Just Friends
Brooke and I were lying out in the sun while the guys still swam and goofed off like teenagers. Brooke was on her back, and I was pretty sure she was asleep because I hadn’t seen her move in the last ten minutes. But I did have my Kindle in front of me so I couldn’t be held accountable for what happened around me while I was reading. I could easily get lost in the world a book created.
I picked up my Kindle to help get me out of my own head, but the hero reminded me of Tucker, and it was driving me insane. The only difference was the hero was actually interested in the heroine, plus he had a ton of magical powers.
I caught movement out of the side of my eye, and I pulled my attention away from my Kindle long enough to see Jase lying down on the grass beside me.
“What you reading?”
“A book.” I didn’t mean to be a smart ass. I really didn’t, but I hated when someone talked to me when I clearly had my nose buried in my book.
Jase’s deep chuckle washed over me as he leaned back on his elbows and stared at me through his aviator sunglasses.
“So what’s the deal with you and Tucker?”
“There is no deal. We’re just friends.” I set my Kindle down and gave him my full attention.
“Is that why he’s staring daggers at me right now?” He smirked, and his bright white teeth shined in the sun.
I turned my head and looked over my shoulder as inconspicuously as I could, and Jase was right. Tucker was staring straight at the two of us and he did not look happy.
I tucked my chin back against my chest before he could see me looking at him and looked back at Jase.
“He’s a man. He just doesn’t like when other boys play with his friends. It’s nothing more than that.” I wiped a stream of sweat off my forehead.
“So that tells me about him, but what about you?”
“What about me?”
Jase tilted his head and studied me. I felt unnerved under his stare. Exposed. I wanted my T-shirt.
“How do you feel about Tucker?”
“Tucker is my friend.” I reiterated it to him again.
“Bullshit someone else.”
I narrowed my eyes at him even though he couldn’t see it behind my sunglasses.
“You look at him like he makes the sun rise in the morning. So why don’t you tell me the truth about how you feel?”
“It doesn’t matter how I feel. We will never be anything more than friends.”
“I really thought you were so much smarter. I’m a little disappointed.”
I scoffed at him. “That was rude. I am smart.”
“Then open your eyes, sweetheart.”
I stared at him before turning my gaze toward Tucker. He was laughing at something Liam was saying, but he didn’t take his attention off of me and Jase. His muscles looked tight, and I smiled at the thought that he could possibly be jealous.
“For the record, we would have made beautiful babies.”
I dropped my head to my towel and laughed at Jase’s comment. He shot me another megawatt smile before standing up and heading back to the water. I watched him walk away, and I thought about what he said. Not the part about babies, but about Tucker.
Sure, Tucker may have gotten a little territorial when his friend was flirting with me, but he wasn’t interested in someone like me. The girls I had seen him with were leggy, glamorous, and the total opposite of me. Tucker was into girls who stayed around for one night, and I wasn’t that girl. I felt too much. I felt everything.
Especially with him.
Tucker already had too much of an impact on me. If I allowed him to get too close, he would destroy me. I would be bottoms up before I even realized that he had spun my world around.
…
We were sitting around a large fire pit in the backyard, and I couldn’t stop laughing. It was partly due to the fact that Tucker was cracking me up, but I think the alcohol that was pumping through my system was making him so much funnier than he actually was.
“Do you guys remember the time we took those girls skinny dipping over by the dam?” Ryan chuckled.
“Yes, asshole. We remember,” Tucker called out.
Ryan and Jase laughed, but Tucker and Liam were giving a look to their friends that screamed shut the hell up.
“What happened?” I giggled while looking over at Tucker sitting next to me.
“Nothing.”
“Let me tell the story,” Ryan spoke at the same time as Tucker and Liam.
Tucker ran his fingers through his ha
ir.
“Tucker, Liam, and I picked up these chicks. Super-hot. I mean smoking.” He moved his hands in the air to motion out an hourglass figure. “We went down to the lake to, you know help set the mood.” He raised his eyebrows up and down.
Everyone laughed including me even though a bolt of jealousy shot through me.
“So, we all walked down to the water, and I laid on the charm. I had to work double time to make up for the lack of game these two had.” He pointed to the guys.
“Whatever.” Liam groaned.
“Well we decided to play a game of truth or dare, and I being as smooth as I am, dared two of the girls to make out.”
I rolled my eyes but still smiled. I didn’t really expect anything less.
“They agreed to, but they had one stipulation. Two of us had to kiss first.”
Brooke laughed and a small amount of beer shot out of her mouth and dropped down her chin. She wiped her face with the back of her hand and the smile on her face was contagious. “You mean to tell me that two of you made out.”
“We did not make out,” Tucker growled.
“Hush, Tucker. I’m telling this story.”
Tucker crossed his arms over his chest, and he looked so damn adorable when he pouted.
“So, I wasn’t about to kiss another man because I’m not gay,” Ryan continued.
“Oh, fuck you,” Liam called out, and I laughed hysterically.
Tucker gave me an evil eye, and I kicked his arm with my foot. He grabbed a hold of it with his hand, and electricity shot across my skin. He pulled my foot into his lap before grabbing the other one and setting it on his lap to join the other. His warm hand ran over my skin as he mindlessly rubbed a trail from my ankle to my knee. I squeezed my thighs together to try to stop the goose bumps that I was sure were about to break out across my skin.
“So, like I was saying, somebody had to kiss the other one so the girls would do it, and these two right here,” he pointed to Liam and Tucker, “volunteered. The best and worst part about it was after I watched two of my best friends in the entire world swap spit, the girls backed out.”
