In Too Deep: A Romantic Suspense Novel Read Online Free Page A

we grabbed a table and relaxed. After a song or two, I leaned over to Melina, who was bobbing her head to the beat. "Wanna dance?"
    "I don't know," she started, feeling shy again. "I have no idea how to dance to this sort of music."
    "Neither do I," I said with a laugh. "Who cares? Let's just go out there and enjoy the music and feel the moment."
    Melina took a deep breath and nodded, letting me take her out on the floor. We both kind of stood there for a second, getting the feel of the beat before I started to move. I'm no dancer, and honestly, the music was so different from what I normally listened to that I had no damn clue what I was doing, but it didn't matter. Within a few moments, all of my attention was on Melina anyway.
    She started off slow, still self-conscious and awkward, but moved past it as I encouraged her, soon moving her hips and hands with the beat that gave her a hypnotic, sexy grace. I put a hand on her waist and she grinned, resting her hands on my shoulders as we moved in time with the beat. Her dark eyes and short hair lent an exotic air to her look. For a girl who worked in a pharmacy in Ohio, she had just a bit of natural tan, and her eyes had a beautiful almond shape that stirred within me.
    The first time our legs brushed against each other, a surge of blood to between my legs made me gasp slightly, and from the smile Melina gave me, she felt the same. The music changed in tone, and a hip-hop beat started to infuse through the music. My hand wrapped around to Melina's lower back and she pulled me tighter, her body pressing tightly against mine.
    "Guess you do like me,” she said, looking down at the tent now formed in my pants.
    “Isn’t it obvious,” I asked in her ear over the beat. Our heads came closer, Melina's soft lips parting until we were only a mere breath apart, when both of us were jostled and knocked aside.
    "Oops. Guess you should watch where you’re dancing," Tiffany said, the frat boy with her grinning after he'd shoulder-checked me. This place appeared to be an attraction for spoiled rich brats. “Really, you should be more careful."
    I’m normally a pretty laid back guy, I've done enough things in my past that I don't get riled up by some idiot trying to provoke me, but I was sick and tired of this girl's shit. Now that she’d recruited a muscle-head to try and back her up, it was time to handle business.
    Turning, I opened my mouth to reply when Melina laid a hand on my chest. "Cam, don't," she said, catching my attention.
    When I turned back to say something to her, she grabbed my head and kissed me. Her lips were soft and wonderful, and despite the faint tang of wine, she tasted wonderful. When her tongue came out to lick my lips, I eagerly opened my mouth to join hers, momentarily losing myself in the sensation of her kiss and her hands on my chest before she broke it. She looked up at me with a smirk on her lips and looked at Tiffany. “He’s mine.”
    Tiffany looked at her with open hatred in her eyes, then turned and stomped away, frat boy on her heels. I watched them go and turned back to Melina. "Now that was a solution I hadn't thought of."
    "Once you lent me some confidence, I knew exactly what to do," she said. I don’t know what the hell her problem is. “Still, I think I've had enough dancing. Let’s get out of here, I’m kind of pooped. I think I'm a little jet-lagged."
    We left the main building after I scooped up my jacket from the table, heading down toward the beach area. Reaching the sand, Melina pulled off her shoes and carried them in her hand. With her other hand, she reached out and took mine.
    “You know, I’m starting to think this could be the start of a wonderful vacation. I was thinking about going parasailing tomorrow, have you ever been?"
    "No, what's that?" Melina asked.
    "Well, they strap you to a parachute and pull you behind a speed boat. The parachute fills with the air and you fly up into the sky. It looked like a lot of fun