My Ranger Weekend (10 page)

“
Who?
”
I growled, not liking
how this story . . . hell her life, was going.

“
Garrett Malcom
Hoyt.
”
The name from last night invoked thoughts of a preppy ass
douche in khaki shorts and pink polo with a damn sweater tied around his neck
sporting penny loafers at the country club.

“
The
“
Cooler Than Me
”
douche?
”
I asked, feeling that
same twist of anger in my gut.

“
One of my dad
’
s partner
’
s sons,
”
she answered as she looked at me.
“
Are you okay?
”
Ryan asked as she took my hand in hers.

I cleared my throat to give myself time  before telling her
there was no way she was marrying that douche, but who was I to say anything.
Hell, he probably thought I was touching something that was his.
Fuck that!
S
he was mine.
“
Sure,
”
was all I said.

“
Ok,
”
Ryan said pacifying me. Her gaze roamed over to the water and
then down the beach. I knew she could feel my gaze on her but she continued to
look at everything but me. Right as I was about to say something, I saw a faint
smile as she said,
“
Looks like Reggie and Romeo are headed back this way.
”

I looked in the same direction she was and saw Romeo chasing
after Reggie as she zigzagged out of his grasp. Her squeal carried on the wind
as he caught her. My eyes strayed back to Ryan.

“
What were you going to
ask me before?
”
I wanted her eyes and attention back on me.

“
Before?
”
she asked as she granted my wish.

“
You told me to go ahead
but you were going to ask something.
”
The corner of her mouth
quirked up as she slowly shook her head.

“
Enough heavy stuff for one
day,
”
was all she said as she stood up.
“
Let
’
s go cool off before
they make it back.
”
She tossed her
sunglasses on her towel not waiting for an answer as she took off for the
water. I watched her ass sway from side-to-side enjoying the view as she made
her way to the water. I took another look down the beach to see how much time I
still had to be alone with Ryan. From what I saw it looked to be a few minutes
so I wasted no more time as I tossed my own sunglasses and ran to the water.

Ryan
                                               

I did not know whether I should be happy or pissed that Flint
acted so put off from my little slip up about Garrett. Flint thought he had
played it off but I could tell he did not like what I said about my parents or
Garrett. Hell, I did not like what I said about my parents or Garrett. Ever
since I took Garrett to senior prom at my parents
’
insistence, they had
been pushing us together at every opportunity. It was my own fault that I lost
my virginity to him freshman year in college. I was tired of being a card
carrying member of the V club and wanted the full college experience but with
someone I at least knew. Little did I know that by giving him that small piece
of me Garrett thought he owned all of me. The splash behind me told me that
Flint would be at my side in 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . .

Damn he was fast.
His
arm wrapped around my waist pulling my back to his chest.
“
Hey there,
”
he whispered in my ear as he bit down on my ear lobe. The
quick bite of pain quickly turned to pleasure as his other hand snaked down my
stomach to the vee in my legs. He rubbed his fingers back and forth over my
bathing suit as I playfully wiggled against him.

“
Hey Ranger.
”
I turned in his arms
as I encircled my arms around his neck, pulling his lips to mine. Flint kept
the kiss light as he placed playful pecks all  over my face. I squirmed and
squealed in his arms as he began to tickle me. This playful side of Flint was
as refreshing as the cool water around us.

I screamed,
“
No,
”
as he easily lifted me
out of the water.

“
Oh
 
no. Oh no,
”
he hollered. Flint pretended to lose his balance and then
fell back into the water taking me under with him.

We both came up laughing as I quickly distanced myself from
him.
“
You are so going to get
it Ranger,
”
I yelled, splashing him.

“
Oh really,
”
he yelled back as he countered my attack with one of his own.

I realized a few seconds later that I was the only one
splashing and stopped to find myself alone. The theme music from
“
Jaws
”
started playing in my head as I did a quick circle to see if
I could find Flint.
Damn shark-boy.
I tried to get away before and it did not work so I planned
on waiting him out this time. But my nerves were rattled as I started trembling
from the anticipation racing through me.

I yelped as Flint surprised me. His warm breath tickled my
ear as he said,
“
Why are you shaking?
”
His warm hands ran up
and down my arms as I leaned back into him.

“
I hate when you
disappear like that,
”
I whispered, turning my
face towards him, enjoying his nearness.

“
Ok,
”
Flint said as he hugged me from behind,
“
no more disappearing.
”

“
Ryan. Dakota.
”
Romeo called from the
beach.
“
You guys hungry?
”

“
Always,
”
Flint yelled as he nipped my neck.

“
You are so bad,
”
I squealed as I turned away from him.

“
Always,
”
he repeated.
“
But that can wait. Let
’
s get you fed.
”

We walked hand-in-hand towards the beach. When we made it
back to the towels,
“
The Man
”
by Aloe Blacc was
playing with Romeo singing at the top of his lungs,
“
I
’
m the man. I
’
m the man. I
’
m the man. Yes I am.
Yes I am. Yes I am.
”
Reggie was sitting on
his lap as he placed random kisses on her in between singing and tickling her.
She looked so happy.

Right as the song ended, loud clapping could be heard over
our laughter and the music. I turned to find Garrett. Several of his cronies
with their Barbie impersonator girlfriends were off to the side but still
watching us.
 
Flint turned around as
well as I saw Romeo stand with Reggie out of the corner of my eye.

“
Well I hope we are not
interrupting your little party,
”
Garrett sarcastically
said as he closed the distance. He lifted his sunglasses as his gaze fell to my
hand intertwined with Flint
’
s.

“
Nope you weren
’
t,
”
Reggie responded just as sarcastically as she increased the
volume of the music and kept her back to him.

If looks could kill, Flint would be dead and buried right now
from the death rays Garrett was throwing at him as he came to stop a few steps
away. Flint tightened his grip on my hand and something told me to get him away
from Garrett before something bad happened.
“
We are going to go get lunch,
”
I said to Reggie and
Romeo.
“
You guys want anything?
”

“
Whatever you get,
”
Romeo responded as he crossed his arms, stepping up to stand
next to Flint.

“
Garrett,
”
Garrett said as he extended his hand to Flint, keeping the
death rays on full power. Flint
’
s jaw was clenched so hard it looked like it was about to
break.

“
Flint,
”
Flint uttered, gripping Garrett
’
s hand.

“
Nice to know my
gorgeous girl is spreading her wings and meeting new people.
”
Garrett and Flint had not released hands and their knuckles
were white from holding the other
’
s hand so tight.

“
Your girl?
”
Flint asked as he
dropped my hand and Garrett
’
s at the same time.
Shit!
But to my instant relief,
Flint circled his arm around my shoulder pulling me into him.
“
After last night, I
think it is more like my girl.
”
Oh. My. God!

“
Let
’
s go lovely,
”
was all Flint said as he led me away from a slack-mouthed
Garrett and a laughing Reggie and Romeo.

Flint and I did not talk the entire way back to Reggie
’
s. A thousand thoughts
were competing for time and attention in my mind. But
“
my girl
”
won out. It was on a loop in my head as I played and replayed
the encounter between Flint and Garrett. Did Flint want me as his girl? I
thought we said a weekend. There was definitely something between us; a
beginning that I did not want to end after this weekend. Could I be his girl?
Why not try? People did long distance relationships all the time. What were six
months apart? I mean I was already looking past graduation which was seven
months away. Was I crazy for even considering any of this, I mean, we only just
met?

“
That guy is a douche,
”
Flint spat as we walked into Reggie
’
s parents
’
house.

“
He can be a little much
sometimes.
”

“
Does he always look at
you like that?
”

“
Like what?
”
I asked as I busied myself getting everything together to
make sandwiches.

“
Like you are his,
”
Flint barked, gaining my attention. What I saw stole my
breath away. Flint looked like he was battling some internal war with himself
as he stood stock still with his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.
“
Is it true?
”
He asked through his teeth.

“
I . . . I . . .
”
I stammered as he took a step towards me.

“
Yes or no Ryan,
”
he challenged, taking another step. My gulp was the only
sound in the kitchen. Another step.
“
Answer me,
”
he demanded as he came to stand directly in front of me.

“
No,
”
I mumbled. My breath sawed in and out of my lungs.

“
Louder.
”

“
No, Flint. I am not . .
.
”
My words were cut off by his lips as they slammed into mine.
Flint
’
s hand came to the back
of my neck as he angled my head driving the kiss deeper. His kiss consumed me
as his tongue raided my mouth stealing my breath and making my knees weak.
Flint must have felt my reaction because his other arm surrounded my waist
pulling me into his hard body.

I rubbed my legs together trying to find relief as the
pressure built in my core. The hand around my neck slid down between my
breasts, over my stomach, right to my lady parts. I shuttered as he ran his
fingers over my bathing suit back and forth across my clit. My sharp intake of
breath earned me a chuckle from Flint. He slowed his kiss to match the speed of
his fingers as he continued his slow torture.