He snuck a quick glance in Ginna’s direction again. Mr. Blond and Beautiful took the lounger next to her. His gestures and grins were meant to look boyish and appealing. Zach figured them to be as fake as his gleaming teeth.
If she was crazy enough to fall for the toothpaste poster boy, he wouldn’t have much respect for her.
Dammit, she was smiling at the guy! That smile that instantly aroused Zach.
What could she be smiling about?
“Perhaps we could get together later for a drink,” Kendall murmured, moving in closer until the clean sea air seemed tainted by her musky perfume.
Zach felt as if a noose was slowly tightening around his neck.
Damn, he was glad he’d met Ginna. No matter what, he wouldn’t have succumbed to Kendall’s oh-so-obvious charms. He looked down at red-glossed pouty lips.
“Kendall, what are you—seventeen, eighteen?”
She straightened. “I am twenty,” she said haughtily.
He doubted her twentieth birthday was in the near future.
“Oh, honey, I have T-shirts older than you,” he said gently. “You should be off chasing some guy closer to your own age.” Like that surfer hitting on Ginna.
Kendall’s smile turned to pure sex kitten. “They’re nothing more than boys eager to show off their muscles.” She rested her hand on his arm. “I happen to like older men. They know how to treat a woman.”
Zach silently vowed to never again talk to any female between the ages of twelve and thirty.
“Yeah, but we also break down a lot sooner.”
Kendall studied his face. Her resigned expression told him she finally realized she wasn’t going to get anywhere with him.
“You’ll regret it, you know.” She propped one hand on her hip.
“I don’t think so.” He delivered the blow as softly as he could.
“Well, if you change your mind, I’ll be around.” She flashed him another sex-kitten smile and walked off with hips swiveling in a way guaranteed to catch any man’s attention.
Zach noticed she did just that. He had the urge to wrap a towel around her barely clad derriere.
At the same time a frightening thought hit him like a thunderbolt.
His encounter with the young woman gave him a glimpse of his future as the father of a teenager. In about thirteen years Emma would be the same age as Kendall, and he would have to play the heavy, scaring off hormone-driven teenage boys. He feared he’d not survive Emma’s teenage years.
For now, he was going to take a sailboard out into the water and conquer the damn thing even if it killed him.
“WHAT DOES IT TAKE for someone to understand the word no?” Ginna grumbled as she marched down the hallway leading to the rest room. The only place she was certain he wouldn’t follow her into. “It comprises two letters, one syllable, and the idiot doesn’t get it. I swear whatever bleach he’s using on his hair has seeped into his brain.”
She’d spent the past hour convincing Tad that no, she wouldn’t meet him for drinks. Or have dinner with him. And a big no to going out on a boat with him at midnight to watch the stars. It was as if with each refusal, he grew more determined to tempt her into the perfect date.
He saw himself as the perfect catch for a woman.
She saw him as a man with an ego much larger than his brain.
She was about to push open the door to the ladies’ room when someone grabbed her hand and spun her around, setting her back against the wall. She was ready to fight back when she realized just who had hold of her.
“Did you ever think about saying a person’s name so you wouldn’t scare the hell out of them?” she gasped, pushing Zach away from her. He obligingly stepped back. He was still wet from his time in the water.
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