He groaned and surrendered. One hand found the long strands of her hair and guided her up and down his length.

Her mouth was good at so many things. Busting his balls. Arguing. Whispering words of encouragement she had no idea meant so much to him. But this— sucking his cock—was his favorite of all.

Suddenly, a loud voice burst through the hut. “Hey, Penn!”

Penn’s head hit the table.

“Get out here, you two.” Cole recognized the voice. It was Pete yelling from outside.

Penn laughed. “Sounds like my brother’s already been drinking.” She crawled out from under the table. “Which means… They’ve all been drinking.” She grabbed the champagne from the table and took a swig straight from the bottle. “Better catch up.”

“Hold on.” Cole pushed away from the table and did up his pants.

He opened the door, and when he stepped out, Pete, Christine, Beth, Dave, Ian, and Cathy all stood at the bottom of the steps to the hut.

“How did you find us?” He hadn’t mentioned anything to her family about where they’d be. Not only because he wanted them to be alone, but because he didn’t want to force her to explain their relationship.

Dave smirked. “It’s amazing what information you can get when you drop a fifty into someone’s hand.”

Jason was dead meat.

“What are you guys doing in there?” Cathy looked positively devious.

“We’re…” He had no idea. His mind was completely blank. And thankfully, his cock was completely deflated. The moment he’d heard Pete’s voice he’d gone soft.

“We’re working.” Penn to the rescue. “Cole’s Boys and Girls Club launches just after we get home, so we’re going over some last minute details.”

“In a romantic hut on the water?” Beth didn’t look convinced. She tapped her finger against the crease of her elbow where her arms were crossed over her chest.

“They…don’t have a business center here,” he blurted. He knew that from the first day he’d gotten here when he felt guilty about leaving club business and was shocked to find out this place was just for fun. “The hut was the only space I could get where we could have room to work and not be disturbed.”

He glanced over at Penn, who was still in the doorway, and she gave him the slightest nod in appreciation.

“Why’s your hair messy, Penn?” Dave asked.

Shit.

Luckily, they didn’t have to respond thanks to Cathy’s excited outburst.

“We’re going dancing,” she said cheerfully. “Why don’t you guys come?”

“We’re kind of busy.” He jerked a thumb back at the hut.

“Come on. How often are you going to be in Hawaii?” Christine said.

She had a point. Although the thought of dancing made Cole want to hurl, Penn loved getting out on a dance floor.

“Give us a minute,” he said, resigned.

When he returned to Penn, she looked none too pleased. “What if I don’t want to go dancing?”

“You love dancing.”

“That’s not what they think.” She scrunched up her face and said in a mimicking tone, “Pennie doesn’t dance.”

He laughed. Okay. Now he actually wanted to go. “Come on. This is your opportunity to show them up. I know you’ve got moves.”

On the dance floor and in the bedroom.