Hardcore by Dakota Gray

Author:Dakota Gray [Gray, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary, Romance
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Publisher: Confessions of a Romance Author
Published: 2017-01-24T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

There are two kind of people in this world: people who hike for fun and sane individuals.

Kennedy isn't sane. She's right up there with Tarek chatting and laughing. She's covered in sunscreen from head to toe, sporting a hat, sunglasses, and still sprouting freckles by the second. She's...happy.

I'm at the back of the group with Nate. We’re not happy. In fact, Nate looks like he wants to push everyone off the nearest cliff just so he can go home. I’ll gladly defend him in any court cases that arise. This shit is for the birds. In this situation that’s literal.

The trail isn’t horrible, but it’s nature. Trees line both sides of the semi-cleared brush. Every now and again there’s a loud enough rustle in the distance that makes us all glance around. The incline has kicked our asses like I knew it would. We're almost done for the day and that’s the only light at the end of the tunnel.

“FYI,” Nate says out of the blue, “Tarek’s good guy routine is how he gets women to do wild shit. Listening makes the kitty purr.”

I let out a loud laugh that makes our hikers glance back at us. “Is this you being that guy?”

“That one I've always known.”

I consider that, apparently too long, because Nate adds, “Let me put this in terms you can understand. You should be the one making her laugh and telling her bird shit can save the rain forest. Shag ass and get your girl.”

Since Nate is usually good at reading women, I shag ass. Kennedy smiles at me when I match her rhythm.

“Tarek was telling me about the time you saved him and Nate from a drunk and disorderly.”

The memory hits me and I have to laugh. “I've tried to block that night from my mind. Nate puked on the cop's shoes. Then the smell hit Tarek. Derek was going to take them in just for making a mess on his uniform.”

“Derek?”

“I stayed in touched with him over the years. Never hurts to have someone on the local PD.”

She shakes her head. “Of course, but how did you save them?

“Called them cabs, pulled every string I had to get Derek a change of clothes on the spot, have his uniform dry-cleaned within an hour, and delivered to his station.”

Tarek says, “We were living together in this small apartment at the time. He was up at 6:30 to throw ice cold water on us.”

She frowns, and I explain. “They managed to get home in one piece and passed out next to each other in front of the door. Surprisingly, not in a puddle of puke.”

“He made sure to take pictures.”

“I can't remember if I posed you guys first. Did I?”

“You did, you asshole.”

I smile. “They never got that drunk again...and called me.”

Kennedy laughs. “But you saved them from jail.”

Tarek shrugs. “He's not all bad.”

She pulls down her sunglasses to give Tarek an I-know-what-you're-doing look, then pushes them back up. “I'm aware, but does he know that?”

“He has his moments.

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