Dinner.”
“Seeing how you just saved my life, I don’t know how I could refuse.”
I never expected anything from a rescue, not that I’d really saved her, but I liked where this game was leading. “Then don’t.”
“Tell me when and where to meet you.”
What was up with the cloak and dagger antics? Was she playing it safe? Or was she afraid her mother or friends would disapprove of her going out with a townie? It wouldn’t be the first time. What did I care, as long as I got to taste Kelsey’s skin? “Tonight, at seven. The Bar at Surf’s Lodge in Montauk.”
“See you then.” Kelsey leapt up.
“Can I get your last name?”
“No.” She tossed back my towel. Each time I used it that day I’d torture myself with the picture of her drying off her beautiful body. But my torment intensified the second she bent over to pick up her clothes. There were more freckles leading up her calves and thighs to the edge of her bikini bottom. I itched to play a game of connect the dots along her skin, first with my fingers and then with my tongue. Her perfect heart shaped ass begged for my hand to spank it.
Kelsey turned and smiled like she knew exactly what I was thinking. “Oh and next time, I expect the full lifeguard experience.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
The long legs that had been entangled with mine now took her away from me. Tonight, I hoped they’d be wrapped around me, pulling me into her. Revealing her secrets.
“Ah, my mysterious Kelsey, maybe you are a mermaid after all,” I said to the wind. A long day on the lifeguard stand stretched out before me. Tonight couldn’t come fast enough.
Blake came up from behind and slapped my shoulder. “Bro, I’d like to obstruct that babe’s airway.”
My blood boiled at the thought of my friend anywhere near Kelsey. She was mine. I wanted to thump my chest and yell it to the world. Instead, I kept it light. “Sorry, Bro, the only whistle she’ll be blowing this summer is mine.”
“Lucky bastard.”
I certainly was. We bumped fists and got back to business.
Chapter 6
Kelsey
W hy was I so nervous? Sean was just another a guy, I told myself for the thousandth time. So, yeah he was drop panty gorgeous, but I wasn’t wearing any. Performing a twirl in front of the mirror, the turquoise sundress, which hit just above my knees, did not reveal my secret. I sat at the vanity like a girly girl but I applied my makeup with a light touch. Some BB cream to hide my freckles, a stroke of waterproof mascara on each blondish eyelash, and a swipe of pink gloss across my lips completed a casual look for a casual date. Only my feelings didn’t feel casual when it came to Sean.
I looked up the directions to The Surf Lodge on my phone. Thirty minutes by car? Why so far from the hotbed of restaurants and bars in town? Was he afraid of running into his harem? A girlfriend? Upon further interrogation, Storme revealed that she had remembered him from a couple of bonfire parties a few years back and she warned me that he had always been with a different girl. Was he still the same way now?
Not that I cared but since I had ten minutes to spare before I had to leave, I decided to do a little cyber snooping on my date. Sean’s Instagram account revealed nothing shocking, and his privacy settings on his Facebook account prevented me from seeing any details. Going back to the search page, I scrolled down and found an article from last year detailing his rescue of a celebrity who had thought the posted red flags didn’t apply to him. Sean was declared a hero, but he probably made rescues like that all the time and this save had only made the paper because the victim had been famous.
The ten minutes passed quickly so I breezed out the door before my friends had a chance to ambush me with questions. Or before they could yell at me to wear panties.
As I drove my father’s car to my date, I wondered what my dad would have thought of Sean. Great Kelsey, just what you want Sean to