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PROLOGUE

MEXICO – DARIAN AND JACKSON’S WEDDING WEEK

TREVOR

“Trevor, harder.” I’m gripping the side of the lifeguard stand for leverage. “Harder.”

“You’re crazy. I’m going as hard as I can.” She’s standing, facing the water, with her hands also grabbing the ledge. I’m behind her. We’re both completely naked, covered in sweat. We’ve been going at it all night. We’re in a lifeguard stand on the beach in Mexico, overlooking the turquoise blue ocean. It’s late at night, and no one is around, but we can see the ocean sparkle from the bright moonlight. It smells like a mix of ocean and sex.

“I’m close. Keep pounding me. Harder. Harder.”

“Loca, if I hammer into you any harder, I’ll put another hole in you.” That being said, I take it up one final notch to push her over the edge.

“Yes, Trevor. Yes.” She screams out my name, as she finds her release. A few more seconds, and I find mine, but as I do, the lifeguard stand tips over, barreling us toward the sand.

As soon as I realize what’s happening, I grab her body to shield her from taking the brunt of the fall. We’re fortunately thrown a few feet from the now tumbled lifeguard stand, so it doesn’t fall on top of us. I land first, with her mostly on top of me.

She rolls off of me, both of us completely out of breath. We lay there naked and sweaty, now thoroughly covered in sand. It’s sticking to our bodies. We both look at each other in shock, until we begin laughing hysterically. I hold up my hands. “Was that hard enough for you?”

She gives me her signature devilish smile. “There’s no such thing.”

I sit up, pull off the condom, and toss it aimlessly.

She looks at me with disgust. “You’re not leaving that here. Some poor kid will walk out here in the morning and find it. Throw it away on our way out.”

“How about we stop using condoms? Then I won’t need to worry about that.”

She looks at me like I’m crazy. “Are you insane? Condom free sex is for monogamous couples. We are neither monogamous nor a couple.”

“But, what if…”

Before I can finish, she gets up and sprints toward the ocean. She smiles back at me and shouts, “Last one in has to talk politics with Payton and Kylie.”

I get up to run after her, while screaming, “It’s not going to be me.” We both dive head first into the ocean at the same time. The water is cool, but not cold. It feels amazing on my severely overheated body.

We break through the surface, still smiling and laughing. We scrub our bodies free of the sand.

I grab her into my arms. She wraps her arms and legs around me, and crashes her lips to mine. Our tongues dance with one another. I feel myself getting aroused again. She pulls back and smiles. “God, I love being with a younger man. A two-minute turnaround time can’t be beat.”

I squeeze her. “Loca,youdo this to me.”

She rolls her eyes. “I really don’t care for my new nickname. We’ve been in Mexico for all of three days, and you think you’re fluent in Spanish. Somehow, I now have a Spanish nickname. An ugly one.”

I smile at her. “What would you like me to call you?”

“How about my actual name?”

“Can I call you Aunt Cass, like my new sisters?”

She gives me a dirty look. “Absolutely not. They are the only three people in the world allowed to call me that. Cassandra is fine.”

“What about Cassie? I like that. It’s cute.”

“No. There’s only one person who I ever allowed to call me that, and it’s not you.”

“Whatever, gorgeous. Maybe I’ll just stick with that.” I move her shoulder length, dark hair out of her face, so I can see those ice blue eyes of hers. They’re particularly bright tonight. “Can we get back to the condom talk? I want us to be a real couple. I’m ready to tell Dad and Darian about us.”

She pulls away. “Are you out of your mind? Absolutely not. We can never be a real couple, Trevor. You’re a kid, and I’m an adult.”

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