Page 5 of Waiting Forever
“Watch out for her, Nathan,” calls a familiar burly voice.
I stop and glance over my shoulder to Kensington’s dad. His wife and my dad join my mom at the table, trays of food in their hands.
Uncle Bryce says, “Keep my little girl out of trouble. She’s a bit naïve when it comes to boys, thinks they’re being friendly when they’re really trying to get handsy. Scare ’em off so I don’t get us kicked out of the resort before the retreat is over.” He winks and gives me a thumbs-up.
My dad laughs, and my mom says, “I sure am glad we didn’t have a girl.”
“No problem,” I assure him and jog off. Warm sand sinks under my feet. Light-blue skies stretch over miles of beach and the Gulf of Mexico. Waves crash to the shore and seagulls squawk above.
I squint, searching for Kensi. I haven’t seen her since last summer at the company picnic. Classes kept me from the fall retreat this year.
I stop near the ocean. Cool water washes over my feet.
A tan, lean body in a hot-pink bathing suit catches my gaze. The girl is wearing a baseball hat, her hair tucked up underneath, and big sunglasses. Her back is to me as she stands in the water not too far away.
Two high school-aged looking guys hang out beside her, talking and laughing at whatever she is saying.
She kicks the water, splashing it in their direction. Her long, toned legs draw me in. Her ass is perfect, her cheeks silky smooth and round in her bikini bottoms.
Damn.My cock twitches in my swim trunks. Time to head into the water and try to cool off. I wade into the ocean, jumping over small waves as they rush my legs.
My gaze flickers back to the girl. She’s not as curvy as my usual taste, but there’s no denying she’s hot as fuck.
Maybe I can get her number and take her back to my room later.
The punks she’s talking to are scrawny compared to me. Most guys aren’t as built as I am, and the ones who are a little taller than me are no match for my skills.
I’m well trained in the art of ass beatings. I learned how to fight fair from my dad and how to fight dirty from Sebastian.
I make my way toward the girl, planning our meet-and-greet. As if on cue, she stumbles back and bumps into me.
An electric pulse shoots through me as I clutch her tiny waist and use the moment to pull her back against me. To the victim and an onlooker, it would appear like a natural reaction. I’m a master like that.
Warm, soft skin presses against my hard body. Her ass aligns with my growing arousal.
“Sorry.” She leans into me further and her breath catches, as if she feels the spark too. She cranes her neck to glance back at me, a sweet smile curling her lips. Then her jaw drops. She stiffens and whirls to face me. “Nathan?”
Holy hell.“Kensi? No fucking way.” I just copped a feel on mycousin. “When did you turn hot?”
She scowls. “Maybe the same time you turned into an asshole. What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t coming. Too busy with your new college life?”
Jesus. She’s sexy when she’s angry.I shake the thought from my head. What am I doing? This isKensi. “Your dad wants me to keep an eye on you,” I blurt.
“You came to the retreat to keep an eye on me?”
“No. I came to catch up. Your dad just asked me to keep an—never mind.” I notice the guys checking out her ass. “Where’s your cover-up?”
“Excuse me?” She plants a hand on her jutted hip.
My gaze trails up her long torso to the triangles covering her small but perky breasts. Her nipples are beaded behind the wet fabric.
I grab her wrist and drag her from the water. “Come on.”
“Why?” She hustles to keep up with me.
“You need a towel.”
She rips her hand from my tight grip. “Stop!”
