Chapter Seven

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Copyright 2015 Lisa Mondello (All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Seven

Jenna

It had taken me next to no time at all to change into a pair of cutoff shorts and a white eyelet top with cap sleeves. Lily was home from work at the restaurant and had zeroed in on Bobby as soon as we walked in the door. Penny wasn't home yet from her landscaping job, and Heather had already left to see if she could get a job at the club on the beach. That left Lily downstairs alone with Bobby while I changed.

When I came downstairs, Lily was leaning against the doorjamb to the living room, cocking her head to one side as she flirted with Bobby.

She turns to me as I approach, and with wide eyes, she mouths, "O. M. G." so Bobby can't see.

"So what are you two up to tonight?" she asks as she turns back to Bobby.

"We were just going to take a drive," Bobby says.

Lily turns to me. "Oh, really?" She asks. l have no idea if she's going to try to snatch an invite. But then she pouts and says, "Have a great time. Let me know where the fun is on the island."

"All over," Bobby says. "There's a club about a half mile down on the beach. In a few weeks they'll be booking bands there."

Lily pastes on a sickly sweet smile. "Great. I think that's the place Heather just applied for a waitressing job."

"Cool. She'll make a ton of money," I say and then turn to Bobby. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah, but I should have thought about it earlier. We need to walk back to the Inn to get my SUV."

"No problem."

I hook my arm around Bobby's and pull him toward the door. I glance over my shoulder at Lily. "See you later."

We walk down the beach as the sun starts to dip into the horizon. The smell of salt air fills my head and mixes in with the scent of fried foods from the small restaurants along the beach.

I glance over at Bobby. Being in the military, his hair is short, so the increase in breeze doesn't give it movement at all. I wonder what he looks like with longer hair and what color it is because it's so hard to tell when it's this short.

Good Lord, I knew the man was hot, but Bobby Callahan has a rockin' body that is unlike anything I'd ever had my hands on. And two short nights ago I had had that pleasure. Only he'd wanted no part of it.

We walk in silence the rest of the way, which gives me a chance to think. By the time we reach the parking lot, I have a fit of worry over the other night. Bobby pulls his keys out of his pocket, and presses the unlock button on his keychain. The lights flash on the SUV and the car beeps as the doors unlock. I make my way to the passenger side door and then pause with my hand on the handle.

"Are you married?" I ask, glancing at him over the roof of the car.

The startled expression he gives me makes me feel as uncomfortable as he probably does.

"Where did that come from?"

I shrug. "I gave you every opportunity to have sex with me the other night and you—"

"I thought we went over that this afternoon?" he says, interrupting me.

I pull at the SUV door and climb inside. It's hot in the car after having sat unopened in the sun all day. It stinks of the leather seats and residual sand and dirt from the beach. Bobby climbs inside and puts the key in the ignition, but he doesn't turn it on.

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