Bedding the Wrong Brother(33)

Her glasses were askew, her hair limp, no makeup on her face. But the men had turned toward her, and Rhys was motioning her outside and she'd feel like an absolute fool if she didn't go out and greet them. So she straightened her glasses, took a deep breath, and opened the car.

“Melina, this is my friend, Rod. He owns the Holiday Harbor store.” Rhys gestured to the weathered, two-story building behind them. Beyond it, a long dock floated over a peaceful lake surrounded by tall redwood trees. “Rod, this is Melina.”


She held out her hand. “A pleasure to meet you.”

“The pleasure's all mine.” Ignoring her proffered hand, Rod pulled her in for a deep bear hug. “It's great to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about you from the Dalton family over the years.”

Flushed with pleasure, Melina smoothed back her hair. “Th-that's nice.” She peeked up at Rhys, and he tucked his hand around her waist and pulled her closer. At first, she held herself slightly apart from him as he continued to talk to Rod, but then she relaxed, allowing herself to sink into him. He looked down and smiled at her in approval.

“Rod checks in on the place when I'm not around. I was just getting the lowdown on the lake. The water's been pretty low this year, but last month's rain has got it back up to boating levels. Rod's got a patio boat he lets me use when I'm here.”

“Where is here?”

“Lake Shasta. About thirty minutes north of Redding.”

“I-I didn't realize you had a place here.”

“It's something I bought a few years back.”

“Oh.” Her implication was clear from her tone. They hadn't talked enough in the last few years for her to know much of anything about him. But she was surprised Max hadn't said anything about it.

“Do you own it with Max?”

Rhys tensed for a moment. “Nope. This is something that I did completely on my own. Max has come up a few times, but he gets a little antsy when he's here. He's not much for roughing it.”

“Somehow I can't see you roughing it much either.”

Rod chuckled. “She's got your number, Rhys. But he does surprisingly well while he's here. He's got some good survival skills, not that you'll be needing them much. Rhys's house is great. It just took him awhile to get it in habitable shape.”

Rhys remodeled a house? He obviously had more skill with his hands than she'd thought. Flushing at her thoughts, she blurted, “Is there a restroom here I can use?”

“Use the one in the restaurant. It's nicer than the open restroom by the lake.”

She nodded. “Thank you.” She rushed into the building, acutely aware of the men's gazes on her. She walked through a little store on the way to the restaurant bathroom, noting the souvenirs and water products for sale. When she was done, she retraced her steps, stopping when a rack of bathing suits caught her eye. Biting her lip, she stared at a white halter-top bikini that was prominently displayed.

If they were going to be staying here a few days and Rhys wanted to go swimming, she'd need something, wouldn't she? She could just see him trying to persuade her to go skinny-dipping, and she wasn't sure she could actually go through with that. Still…

She flipped through the suits on the rack. There were several one-pieces that looked just like the one she had at home. Modest. Flattering. But her eyes kept straying to the white two-piece. She'd never had the guts to wear a bikini before, but hadn't Rhys said being unpredictable was sexy? Maybe this was her chance to prove what a good student she was. Before she could change her mind, she picked it up.

“Would you like to keep the hanger?” the cheerful teenager behind the register asked.

“Um. No, thanks.” She handed the girl two twenty-dollar bills.

“I love this suit. I wore it in black just the other day.”

Melina briefly closed her eyes. Of course the girl would wear a bikini. She was tall, slim, and had the curves to fill out the swimsuit the way it was meant to be. Melina tried to picture herself wearing the bikini while standing next to this girl's similarly dressed form. Her stomach clenched in horror.

Her hand whipped out to grab the bikini back just as the girl held it out. “Here you go. Have a great day.”

Melina stared at the skimpy swatches of fabric, no longer sure the bottom half would cover all that needed to be covered. “You know, I didn't know you had this in black. I think I should wait until you get that in.”