“Oh.” I jump when a warm cloth is suddenly between my legs. Oh goodness, things were so much easier when I thought he was a jerk. “I was going to spend some time with your mom and Haylee since we leave tomorrow.” And I really, really need to put my plan back into action, because even thinking about us going our separate ways has me wanting to rub the spot over my heart.
“All right, while you hang with the girls, I’ll see if my dad and Brice want to do something.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” He hands me the bottoms of my swimsuit. “I can suck it up and fish for a couple of hours.”
“I’m sure your dad would like that.” I grab the top of my suit and put it on while he deals with the condom.
“What’s the plan for tonight?” he asks, putting on his shorts.
“Your parents are performing that song from Dirty Dancing, and Dash is doing some magic tricks with his parents.”
“What are we doing?”
“What?” I drag my eyes from his abs.
“Are we performing?”
“No.” I feel my brows drag together. “I told your mom it’s not really your thing.”
“Did you want to do something?”
“I don’t have a talent.” I shake my head.
“You do.” His eyes roam over me and darken. “But it’s not one that I want to share with everyone.”
“You didn’t just say that.” My cheeks get hot, and he chuckles.
“You’re cute when you blush, princess.”
“Stop calling me that.” I step out of the bathroom when he opens the door, and before I can even make it a couple of steps, he spins me around, then pushes me back onto the bed. When he comes down on top of me, my pulse picks up speed, and I look up at his handsome face. “What are you doing?”
“Verifying something.” He bends his head and nibbles down my neck to the tops of my breasts, then pulls down the cup of my suit. When he draws my nipple into his mouth, my back arches, and my fingers dig into his biceps. “Are you my princess?” he asks after letting go of my nipple with a pop, and I shake my head. “Hm.” He moves his hand up my thigh, and his fingers play along the edge of my bottoms.
“Jace.”
“Right here, princess,” he whispers, skimming his finger under the elastic and over my sensitive clit. “My dirty little princess is already wet for me.”
“I hate you.”
“You don’t.” He moves up my body, placing his face close to mine. “You l—”
“Penny, are you okay?” Janelle knocks on the door, cutting off whatever he was about to say, and my eyes widen like I’m sixteen and got caught making out with my boyfriend by his parents.
“Yes.” I shove him off me and quickly adjust my suit like she can see through the door. “I’m just finishing getting changed.”
“Okay, we’ll see you outside.”
“Yep, I’ll meet you out there.” I glare at Jace when he rolls to his back and places his hands behind his head like he doesn’t have a care in the world. “I’m so going to kill you in your sleep.”
“I didn’t do anything but prove a point, cupcake.” He sits up.
“Have fun with your dad.” I slip on my flip-flops and walk around the bed.
“Penny,” he calls when I start to open the bedroom door, and I look at him.
“Yeah?”
“I want a kiss goodbye.”
“What?”
“I want a kiss goodbye.”
“Too bad.” I open the door wider, then squeak when he spins me around to face him.
“Kiss me,” he demands, ducking his face closer to mine.
“No.”
“Oh, Jesus, just kiss him. I’ve had to listen to you two do worse,” Janet grumbles as she walks by our open door, and my mouth falls open in disbelief while my entire body gets hot from humiliation.
“Grandma, stop embarrassing Penny!” Jace shouts over the top of my head, and I squeeze my eyes closed.
“Stop using the bathroom like it’s your personal whorehouse,” she shouts back, and Jace laughs.
He laughs… like it’s funny.
Oh…
My…
God.
“This is not funny,” I hiss, and he grins.
“It’s a little funny, princess.” He grabs my face and plants a kiss on my lips. “I’ll see you later.”
“You won’t, because I’m going to go in search of a magical portal to take me away from this place.”
“Good luck with that.” He smiles and kisses me again before nudging me out the door.
The jerk.
Chapter 28
Consequences Be Damned
I might not have found a magical portal yesterday, but I did however find a way to quell my embarrassment with the help of margaritas that were more tequila than margarita mix. But with the sun now shining brightly through the blinds we obviously forgot to close last night and my head pounding, I’m seriously regretting my decision to drink my cares away.
“Good morning, dancing queen,” Jace whispers against my ear, and I groan as an image of me dancing last night flashes through my mind. A memory that I really hope is nothing but a leftover snapshot from a nightmare and not an actual event.
“Please tell me that you didn’t let me get on stage last night at the talent show,” I whisper, covering my head with my pillow.
“Let you? I didn’t let you do anything. You told us that you were going to perform one of the dance routines you learned when you were on drill team, and you wouldn’t take no for an answer.”
“I was kicked off drill team after the first week, because I accidentally kicked the captain in the face.”
“That’s bullshit,” he says, sounding put out on my behalf.
“Three times.” I squeeze my eyes closed when he pulls my pillow from my grasp.
“You kicked her in the face three times?”
“Yes.” I peek one eye open and find him smiling at me.
“You took home the talent show trophy last night, so you can post that on your social media and show those chicks they fucked up kicking you off the team.”
“I think I’ll keep that achievement to myself,” I mumble, and he leans in, touching his smiling mouth to mine.
“You’re really flexible, cupcake. I feel like you’ve been holding out on me.”
“Oh my God, shut up,” I whisper, knowing my face is probably cherry-red.
“It was hot.”
“I hate you so much.”
“You don’t.” He rolls out of bed, and I notice he’s fully dressed. “Everyone is having breakfast.”
“What time is it?”
“After ten.”
I sit up, then look down when his eyes drop to my chest and flare.
“Where’s my shirt?” I drag the sheet up over my breasts.
“You decided you wanted to sleep without it last night, because you couldn’t get comfortable.”
“And you let me?”
“Like I would argue with you about that?” He scoffs.