really.” He kissed her again before opening the door. The door to the condo which doubled as the door to reality.
No one was awake so they didn’t have to lie about their whereabouts. A part of Angie wanted to be confronted. Maybe then she would feel as if she needed to come clean, maybe then she would get to spend more time with the man that moved so far beyond her crush that she didn’t think she would ever be able to look at him and not remember this vacation.
“I’ll use my mom’s shower so you can have ours.” Angie offered, dropping her purse on the counter and avoiding his eyes.
“Or we could shower together.” Dean was flush against her back, his heat seeping through her clothes. “No one’s awake.”
Oh the temptation. They could sneak off into the shared bathroom, pretend that their relationship was a normal one, suds each other’s bodies, make out a bit more.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” She said instead.
But Dean wasn’t going to give up so easily. He nibbled her neck just below her ear, his hands snaking up her shirt to massage her breasts. The man had talent, no doubt about it. “Just a quick shower, I promise. And I promise not to make too much noise.”
Angie snickered. Yeah right. He wasn’t the noise maker of the duo and she knew that even while trying not to make noise she could never be completely quiet with him working his magic on her body.
“Hey your ho- “ Angie jumped, unable to leap away from Dean because he had her sandwiched between his body and the bar. “Home,” David finished lamely. “Well, no need to ask what took you so long.”
Dean hadn’t moved away from her. He stood upright, bringing himself to his full height, and glared at his friend. Angie refused to look anywhere but at the counter top in front of her.
“Um, I’m going to shower. Good night.” Head down, she rushed past David into the bathroom, closing the door soundlessly behind her.
Dean stuffed his hands into his pockets and turned to face David. There was a reason he was hiding his relationship with Angie from his friend, but he couldn’t really remember why at the moment.
“Wow… you and Little Bit? Since when?”
Dean shrugged. “The start of the trip. It just happened. A vacation fling.” He ground the words out between clenched teeth, hating the way they made the whole thing sound cheep.
David’s eyebrows rose in question. “And you didn’t tell me? Dude, I told you she was hot and you acted like she was a kid, off limits. She is hot, isn’t she? I mean… well, you know what I mean.”
“David, shut up.” Dean pushed past him and went to sit out on the deck. He needed to clear his head, remember why Angie had been off limits, and find his way back to that mentality. Tomorrow was their last day of vacation, they would be going back to their normal lives and Dean wouldn’t see her except on those occasions she was invited to a family dinner. Those were few and far between so it would be easy enough to forget about her, about what they shared.
“Yeah right,” he told himself, closing his eyes and bringing up images from their times together. It wouldn’t hurt to have one more night of remembering.
Chapter Fourteen
The beach the next day was packed with people and a perfect cloudless day for the end of their trip. Angie felt like she was in mourning, feeling the loss of Dean as if he had up and died on her. In a way there was a death she was mourning; the death of their fling.
“Earth to Angie, come in Angie.” Stella lay under the umbrella they rented and waved her hand in front of Angie’s face.
“Sorry, just thinking about our trip. I’m kind of sad that it’s ending.”
“Umm hmm. Sad that the trip is ending so you won’t get to see my brother anymore.”
Angie flushed scarlet. “What do you mean?” She asked stupidly, as if she could hide anything from Stella.
“Give it up. You’ve had a crush on my brother for years and