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Dakota bent over, her ass pointed straight at him as she dried her legs, wasn’t exactly helping the situation. He suspected that was her intent; she’d gotten a kick out of turning him into a schoolboy.

“This is ridiculous,” he groused out loud and willed his hard-on to go down. The sooner he got out of the water, the sooner they could go inside and continue where they left off. He kept his eyes on his beautiful prize as he waded out of the ocean toward the group. Fuck, she was beautiful.

“Just in time!” James said as Aiden reached for a towel.

“In time for what?”

“Volleyball! We need you on our team.”

He paused, running the terrycloth down his arms, and glanced over at the hot ray of sunshine before shaking his head.

“I don’t think so. Dakota is going to teach me how to meditate.” He barely contained his cheeky grin.

“Oh! Can we do it too? Please?”

What the hell?He hadn’t expected that.

Hope bounced on her toes while excitedly clapping her hands together in front of her chest when she turned to Dakota. “I’ve always wanted to try meditation! Yvette and I were going to try it in San Diego, but something always came up that prevented us from being able to go.”

“What about volleyball?”

“Pffft, we can do that later. Please, can you show us, Dakota? We can do it right here on the beach!”

A mischievous grin formed on her face, and she looked directly at Aiden. “That would be perfect.”

Son of a bitch…

Instead of getting laid, he was going to have to do some hocus pocus bullshit, and the worst part? He had no one to blame but himself and his big mouth.

Chapter Ten

Dakota

She ended the meditation by inhaling the ocean air deeply and offering gratitude for their beautiful setting. She really loved the water; it always had a calming effect on her. Probably because she was a Pisces.

Yvette approached her as she shook her towel out. “That was great, Dakota. Thank you so much.”

“It was my pleasure.”

Hope walked up, rolling her shoulders. “Oh my God, I feel so relaxed; I hope we can do it again this weekend.”

“I’m always up for yoga or a mediation on the beach.”

Dakota glanced over at Aiden grumbling as he wiped the sand off his swim trunks. She had to press her lips together to keep from laughing.

The two ladies noticed where Dakota’s attention had gone, and Hope let out a chuckle.

“I don’t think he’s a fan of the sand,” Yvette observed.

“I get the feeling he was far more interested in the woman guiding the meditation than the meditation itself.” Hope’s eyes danced with mischief as she waited for a reaction.

Dakota simply smiled, but admitted to herself that the feeling was mutual.

Hope leaned in, lowering her voice as she continued, “I think inside that tough exterior is a big soft center just waiting for the right woman to uncover it.”

“I think you’re right.”

Dakota knew she wasn’t that woman—at least not long-term, and that made her a little sad. But maybe she could help crack his shell, so when the right one did come along, he’d be open to the possibilities. Maybe that was why the Universe had brought them together. So she could help him.

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