Summer Heat (Dirty Summer Book 1) by Melissa Adams & Mary Martel

Author:Melissa Adams & Mary Martel [Adams, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Klinger & Klinger Publishing
Published: 2022-07-12T16:00:00+00:00

12

The Spa

Greer

I agreed to this. I have to remind myself of this a lot throughout my day. No matter what I’m doing, my mind always wanders back to my conversation with them where most of them agreed that this was an excellent idea.

All except for Brady.

He hated it.

And now it’s his job to teach me.

In the moment, I was brave and so very stupid. I really, really want them to like me, but actually surfing and competing on their team when I’ve never surfed before a day in my whole freaking life?

No, just no.

And now I’ve got to put my money where my big, stupid, fat mouth ran off to.

I have likely doomed them all because, let’s face it, I have a sense of balance when I dance, but that’s with a solid floor under my feet. On a surfboard? All fucking bets are off, and you tell me what dancing has to do with surfing.

Am I crazy or what?

It’s too late to turn back now that I’ve made promises to them though. This is how I find myself walking down the sandy trail to the beach with only an hour until the sun sets.

I’m meeting Brady there so my lessons can begin. The others offered to meet us there as well, but I politely declined. If they were watching, I think it might make me nervous, at least until I know a little bit about what I’m doing. The last thing I want to do is look like a fool in front of them.

I find Brady waiting for me exactly where he said he would be. His surfboard is on the sand next to one of the ones the resort has on hand for its guests.

If I’m really going to take this seriously, and I plan on doing just that, then I’m going to need to get myself a board of my very own. Perhaps one of the guys will want to go with me to pick one out when they have a day off or a free afternoon, though I really hate the thought of taking up all of their free time. They have lives, families, and friends outside of this place, and I would do well to remember that.

I dump my bag in the sand beside the boards and kick off my flip-flops, more than ready to get this first time over with so that maybe my nerves can calm down about this whole thing and take a chill pill.

And maybe if Brady can put a shirt on, it might help make this situation just a little bit easier, because the man’s got abs for days and I want to explore them like I’ve never wanted anything before in my whole life.

Where’s his stupid wetsuit?

He eyes me like he’s so far from being impressed with me that it just might be one of the most insulting things I’ve ever experienced, and I can’t even blame him for it.

I slip my cover-up off and fold it neatly before placing it on top of my bag.

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