Page 40 of Eleven of a Kind

“I won’t.” I smiled. “Did Piper have any issues picking you up today?”

“One of the parking guards was yelling at her, and she was yelling back.” She laughed as she climbed out of the pool, and I handed her a towel. “I know I don’t know her very well, but I really like her, Dad.”

“She seems nice,” I said.

“You should have been there yesterday when she had me in the back. A guy named Jack stormed in, threw a box of her stuff at her, and told her he never wanted to see her again. Then he called her a bitch. She just calmly stood there and called him unstable.” She laughed.

“Why would he do that?” My brows furrowed.

“She told me he was pissed because she told him she didn’t want to see him anymore. I guess they were only dating for a couple of months. She said guys aren’t worth the drama they bring to the table and that I should stay away from them.”

“She gives excellent advice.” I winked. “So, she’s not seeing anyone?”

“Didn’t you listen to what I just said?” She cocked her head.

“Well, yeah, but—”

“You like her.” A bright grin crossed Riley’s face.

“No, I don’t. I don’t even know her.” I stood at the grill and flipped the burgers.

“But you think she’s pretty.”

“She is very pretty. That means nothing.”

“I told her you were a man-whore.”

“Riley!” I shouted. “Why the hell would you do that?”

“She asked if I got along with your girlfriend. I said you didn’t have one, and that’s when I told her you were a man-whore.”

“That’s really nice. What did she say?” I shook my head.

She laughed. “I think she was casually trying to find out if you were single. Are the burgers done yet? I’m starving.”

“Yes. Go change out of your bathing suit first.” I took the burgers off the grill. “By the way, we have a gender reveal party this Friday night at the Kind Brew House.”

“For Georgia and Jackson?” Riley asked.

“Yes. And since it’s around the corner from Primrose, we’ll head there after I pick you up.”

“Okay. Before, I forget. Can you teach me how to surf?” Riley asked.

“You really want to learn?” A smile crossed my lips.

“Yeah. I do. If I’m going to be living here, I should know how, right?”

“You bet I’ll teach you.” I winked.

After dinner, I grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and went down to the beach, where Stefan, Nathan, Jackson, Shaun, and Simon sat around the bonfire.

“You are never going to believe what Riley told Piper,” I said.

“What did she tell her?” Shaun asked.

“She told her that I was a man-whore.” I tipped the bottle to my lips.

“You are.” Simon chuckled.

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