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I smile, nodding, thankful for them and the fact I’m more like them than my own parents. Money doesn’t make you better, being a good human does.
“I can see why you have so many fond memories here. I’m really glad you convinced me to come out east with you, even though your tactics were completely unfair.”
I giggle. “So you did or didn’t enjoy the road head?”
He levels me with a stare. “You know I did.”
Me too. Making him lose control is my new favorite thing.
It’s hot out today, but the breeze coming off the ocean gives us the perfect summer temperature. We continue walking along in silence, meeting a few other beachcombers along the way. Parker picks up a few pieces of glass, examining them before tossing them back. Apparently, they aren’t up to his standards.
We pass a couple with a beautiful German shepherd. “Aw, I wish Binx was here.”
“Ava, you can’t be serious, the cat would drown.”
“Ugh! Don’t say that,” I say, smacking his arm. “He’s come out to my grandparents for the weekend before with me.”
“Please tell me you didn’t try to bring him for a walk on the beach.” He chuckles.
Parker tries to talk a lot of shit about my cat, but deep down, I think he loves him and just doesn’t want to admit it. He even told me he’d have someone come check on Binx for the weekend, so I didn’t have to pack him up and bring him out here, saying all these changes were probably stressful on him.
Now, does that sound like someone who hates my so-called demon cat?
“Of course not, but he did gain three pounds in one weekend from all the treats my grandma gave him.”
“That will probably be me this weekend,” he says, patting his sickening washboard abs. “That cake smelled delicious.”
“I didn’t say you could have any of my cake,” I taunt, and his narrowed eyes flick to me.
“It’s the least you can do since you didn’t tell me today was your fucking birthday. I still can’t believe that. I wouldn’t have made you work so hard to get me out here. I was already going to say yes anyways.”
“Well, I didn’t want you to feel some type of weird obligation to get me something.”
He stops, peering at me for a second with a look I can’t decipher, and before I know it, he’s tossing me over his shoulder. “I’ll get you something, alright. I should throw your ass in this water for not telling me,” Parker says, running ankle-deep into the water.
“No, Parker, please! No!”
I hate the feeling of wet clothes against my skin; it's a major cringe of mine.
A deep chuckle leaves his chest. “Those are words I never thought I’d hear from you, Av.”
“Oh, shut up and put me down,” I say with a huff, smacking his ass.
“Okay,” he says, and I let out a squeal as he pretends to let me slip from his grasp again.
Slapping my ass, he says, “And I’m the one who does the ass-smacking around here, brat.”
“Yeah, yeah…”
“Holy shit, that’s what I’ve been searching for.” He stands me upright in the shallow water beside him.
“What, what?” I ask as I look around, confused by the sudden shift.
Parker bends down, grabbing something, and I see it right as the water washes the sand away from it again and he picks it up.
“Orange sea glass,” he whispers, like he’s truly respecting the holy grail of sea glass.
“It's beautiful and unique.” Stepping closer, I trace my finger across the slick surface. “Is that why all the others weren’t good enough?”
