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“Honeymoon?”
“Do you always repeat everything with a question?”
“I do when I’m blindsided by the fact that my father went and got married without telling me.” She blanches, pressing her hand to her mouth and shaking her head. She steps back and falls backward, landing in the pool. I’m quick, and I dive right after her. My hands slide around her waist and pull her up and to the shallow end where the steps are. Sitting her on them, I check for injuries on her head.
“Summer, are you alright?” her piece of shit guard asks, too damn late to the party.
“I’m fine. I promise.”
“Yes, she’s fine. Not that you were any damn use. Get the fuck off my property before I toss you out on your ass.” I helped her all the way out of the pool and grabbed another set of towels for both of us.
“Mr. Daniels hired me, and I work for him.” This fuck has huge brass balls to think anything he says has any bearing here.
“I don’t give a shit who you work for. This is my home, and you’re on my estate, so I’m warning you to get off my land before I get my gun and shoot you or have my own security do it for me.” I take a towel and wrap it around the little wet intruder.
“Oh goodness. You didn’t have to be so mean to Sven. He was just doing his job. I shouldn’t have said anything, and I didn’t mean to scare you because I can swim.”
“It isn’t that you can’t swim. You could have busted your damn head, and I would have been liable.”
“Well, I didn’t, big bro.”
“I’m not your brother. I don’t even know your name.”
“I told you it’s Summer.”
“Well, Summer, since you are obviously more informed than I am, how long have our parents been married?”
“Two months.” My mouth drops again.
“Are you fucking kidding me? Two damn months.” I’m dripping wet, so I grab a towel and dry off before storming into my home. I hear her behind me, but I’m not paying the sexy little thing any mind because I’m going to lose my shit in a minute. There is no fucking reason my father is married and away on his honeymoon while I’m stuck with his stepdaughter, who is… I turned around and looked at her. “How old are you?”
“I’m eighteen.” Fuck me. She’s eight years my junior. I’m going to end up in prison for my thoughts about her.
“Go put some damn clothes on and stay away from that meathead security guard. Whoever that asshole is, he wants to fuck your tight little ass.”
“What?”
“You heard me and don’t get any ideas either because I’ll be keeping an eye on you while you’re here, which won’t be long.”
“Nice to meet you, too.” She walks away with an eye roll, and I adjust my cock before heading to my bedroom for a cold shower and a damn phone call to my father.
I’m furious when the bastard doesn’t answer the phone, but I head back downstairs because I need to eat. My housekeeper was only there for the day, but there should be a well-stocked fridge with some prepped meals that are easy for me to cook.
As I walked into my kitchen, I was surprised by the sexy, untouchable, uninvited houseguest. “Um, we got off on the wrong foot. I wanted to apologize,” she says. I can’t figure out what she did wrong other than being in my home looking like a sensual, tempting treasure that I’m not allowed to touch.
“There’s no need to apologize unless you’re lying about this whole thing, and you’re just some random freeloader who snuck onto my property.”
“I didn’t. I swear. Why would I have a bodyguard?”
“Bodyguard, pimp?” Her mouth falls open in pure shocked offense. If she wasn’t around the other end of the island, I’m sure her tiny hand would be meeting my cheek, but I’m only graced with her verbal outrage.
“How dare you be so rude? Your father is so nice. What is with wealthy men?”
Wealthy men? I wonder who the fuck else she’s dealing with that I need to speak with. A sense of duty to protect her from this other asshole washes over me like I have any right. It makes no sense since I just tossed out such an insult.
“We get women who throw themselves at us, tripping in our laps, trying to scale our property, making excuses, lying to the media sources.” I would love for her to throw herself at me, wrapping those legs around my head and letting me get a sample of that tiny cunt on my tongue. I’d been thinking about it since she was in my arms in the pool, and my dick was rock hard just standing a few feet apart from her.
Her pretty, makeup-less face frowns. “So, you have a lot of experience with that? That must be a terrible way to live.”
