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I agree reluctantly but dip my head for another kiss.
I see very little of Addie for several hours as everyone dives in to help set up for the party. I’d see her in passing as she’s bolting into the house or I’m running out. It’s always fleeting glances, frustrated, but accepting smiles before we rush off.
At lunch, Paloma forces everyone to stop and gather at the patio table to eat. I’m so starved to see Addie, touch her that I grab two random sandwiches off the catering tray, two drinks, her hand and drag her forcibly after me towards the docks.
She doesn’t protest but sits when I nudge her down and dips her feet into the cool water. When I drop down next to her, she scoots close until our entire side touches. Her head finds my shoulder.
I know I should tell her they can see us from the patio, but I don’t. I don’t care. In a few hours, we’ll be telling them anyway.
“I’m exhausted,” she breathes, dragging her sandwich to her mouth and taking a bite. Her feet sway in the water, occasionally bumping mine. “For our ten years, let’s just run away and roast on a beach somewhere.”
“A nude beach.”
Addie laughs. “We’re not fucking on a beach. The sand will be a nightmare to get out of my cooch.”
I chew my mouthful contemplatively. “I’ll get it out.”
She laughs harder and I grin.
Break ends too quickly, and I have to give Addie back.
I don’t see her again until hours later when I’m stepping through the patio doors and spot her leaning into the counter by the fridge, a frosty bottle of water tipped back against her bottom lip. Her eyes are closed, her cheeks pink from all the exertion. The smooth column of her throat flexes with her deep pulls, her chest rises and falls rapidly.
A droplet of clear liquid slips past her lips and hits the top of her left tit. It shivers there in the waning light.
I’m in front of her before I can register the progress of my feet. Her lashes part in surprise, but my lips have already replaced the bottom rim. My tongue is sweeping in to savor the water still cold on her tongue.
Addie groans and twines her arms around my neck. Her body curves into mine and I crush her closer.
“God, I’m so thirsty,” I rasp, breaking the kiss to latch onto her breast, sucking the droplet off her salty skin.
“Rhys,” she whispers, arching her back, giving me full access to her breasts. “We’re ... we’re in the kitchen. Someone—”
I force a knee between her thighs and push up into her mound, and Addie is putty in my hands as I bite and suck my way up the column of her neck.
“We should take this to the parlor. I have a reoccurring fantasy of fucking you so hard on the carpet you have rug burn on your ass and knees.”
Addie laughs and slides her hands under my hair. She drags my face to hers and nips at my bottom lip. “Tonight. When everyone’s sleeping—”
“Addie! Rhys!”
We both jump, but Addie jolts like she’s been electrocuted. Her whole body convulses in my arms. Our heads snap up to Iris’s violated sneer and the two horrified people just over her shoulder.
“Mom. Oz,” Addie whispers. Her wide, green eyes flick up to me before darting to the two staring at us like we were ... well, humping against the kitchen counter. “We can explain.”
“Explain? We saw exactly what you two were doing,” Iris hisses, a jewel studded finger stabbing at Addie. “Fornicating with your brother, you disgusting—”
“Finish that sentence and it’ll be the last thing you ever do.” I push Addie behind me and face our parents. “We were going to tell you.”
“Tell us?” Paloma murmurs softly, small hand closing into Dad’s tense upper arm.
“Well, it’s obvious, isn’t it? Your whore of a daughter has managed to sink her claws into another member of my family.”
“Rhys!” Dad gets in my path, saving his sister from finding herself manhandled out the front door. He faces the bitch squealing like I actually touched her. “Iris, stop. That’s enough. I talked to you last night regarding this behavior and I warnedyou of the consequence if you inserted yourself into my family business. You promised me you would control yourself and keep your opinions to yourself.”
Iris’s eyes widen with panic, anger and confusion. “I haven’t done anything. Your children were doing ungodly acts under your roof for lord knows how long. She no doubt manipulated him, offered herself to him and corrupted Rhys—”
“Who hurt you?” Addie blurts, silencing Iris. “Were you not loved enough as a child? Or are you just not getting enough dick—”
