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find out. If they spent time driving around to closed dealerships that was still time alone with her, which was his primary objective. He needed to find out if the attraction was mutual.
    There was a knock at the gate.
    Shit. Maybe Mr. Kent needed something. Given he had nothing on, it wasn’t like he could rush to the gate.
    “Yes?” Tim asked.
    The gate door swung open and Indy bounced into his yard wearing a smile and a big beach towel. “I saw the lights and fire on back here and thought I’d join you.”
    To say this was unexpected would be understating the situation. Not that he was complaining but at that moment, there was nothing but his hands and the bubbles from the jets covering his penis.
    “I just got back from a bike ride. It helps clear my mind.” She closed the gate behind her and clutched her towel. Was she nervous?
    The question was what had caused her mind to be unclear to begin with. Or maybe the more pressing question was what she had on underneath that towel. What if she was naked? Fat chance of that, but a man had to have dreams.
    When she reached the hot tub, she slipped off her sandals and glanced up. “If that’s all right with you?”
    How would she take his revelation? “This is going to be awkward,” he said and put his head down.
    “Oh, did I interrupt?” She looked into the house through the patio. “Do you have someone over?” Concern, evident in her eyes, she stepped back.
    He held in a grin. Did that mean she didn’t want to find out he was with another woman? “No. I don’t have anyone else over it’s just that…I’m in the buff beneath the water.”
    Her gaze darted to his package and she burst out laughing. When a man brings up his genitals he doesn’t expect nor want a woman to have a good chuckle.
    “And?” she asked, head tilted sideways.
    What did she mean and? The situation was self-explanatory. Wasn't it?
    “Are you embarrassed about your size?”
    He smiled. “No.” Women had commented that they enjoyed his size.
    “Liam and I shower together but if you’re uncomfortable with me seeing you naked, you can put your bottoms on. Unless this is a hint for me to go?”
    “I don’t want you to go.” They showered together? That seemed like something only lovers would do. But when he’d spied on them through the crack of Liam’s door he hadn’t gotten the impression they were anything more than friends.
    “Good . Then, when you’ve decided about whether you need a bottom, adjust as needed.” She removed her towel. Flimsy white material covered her breasts and between her legs. Peaks showed through the thin fabric. She lowered herself into the water. He had a feeling the color of her swimsuit was meant to tease.
    “So you and my brother mess around then?” Tim asked. Better he get to the bottom of this sooner rather later.
    “Hell, no. I think I’m one of , like, a handful of female residents in Malibu that hasn’t sleep with one of the Boyds.”
    He was open to remedy ing that tragedy. “Let me get this straight, you and Liam sleep in the same bed and shower together but you’ve never had sex?” Maybe he’d lost his mind but that sounded like something in a work of fiction. He put his arms on the sides of hot tub. Could be some kind of strange younger generation thing? A decade didn't make him that much older than them. Did it? It sounded nothing like his brother though. The man screwed anything that might have a pulse. Though he was sure they were all having more sex than when he was younger.
    “Correct.” She nodded. “I’m still a virgin.” Her cheeks turned pink and she covered her mouth.
    He covered his stiffening privates. “What?”
    “I shouldn’t have told you that. But the cat is out of bag now.” She flicked her hand while rolling her eyes. “It must be a Boyd thing to act as though that’s an affliction.”
    He reached over, pulled his swimming trunks under the water and put them on. “I don’t mean it like that. It’s