road. They’ll sell hats.”
“I want to swim,” Kaya said.
“You’re all as bad as each other,” Max said. “Don’t you have beaches where you live?”
“No,” Jannike said. “I’ve never seen the sea before.”
“Okay,” said Camryn, and she started flinging off her clothes to reveal her red bikini. “Last one in is a rotten egg.”
Ry let out a kitty purr and yanked his T-shirt over his head. He chased after his mate with another rumble that made Camryn screech out a laugh.
“They growl a lot,” Max said, grinning after his sister.
“It’s a feline thing,” Amme said without thinking.
“A feline thing?” Marcus asked.
“Family joke,” Max said smoothly before he turned away to supervise Luke.
M arcus cast a quick glance at Amme who was chewing her bottom lip. A sign of guilt? But guilt about what? She had clearly said feline, which was plain weird. Lots of things didn’t add up when it came to Amme and her friends. Their odd expressions and the way everything seemed new to them. His gaze cut to Max as he pondered the facts he’d gathered. Nah, nothing to worry about. Amme was fantastic with Autumn. Hell, he liked her too and didn’t want his nosy questions to upset their current situation.
Amme dumped her bag and two beach towels onto the shell-strewn beach. She crouched beside Autumn and helped her strip down to her swimsuit.
Amme glanced up at him and smiled. Something twisted inside his chest, pulled tight until he had to concentrate on breathing. Last night with Amme…the sex had been amazing and the lazy loving this morning was the perfect way to start a day.
“Are you just gonna stare?” she asked.
“I like looking at my girls.” The words slipped out naturally—words he’d never thought he’d hear himself utter.
“Your girls are going swimming,” Amme said. “Right, Autumn?”
His daughter nodded.
“Swim. Swim,” Luke chanted.
Marcus took off his T-shirt and reached for Autumn’s hand. “Ready?”
“I want Amme,” she said.
“Just a sec,” Amme said and she stripped off her T-shirt and shorts with economical movements to reveal a bronze-colored bikini.
“I want Amme too,” Marcus said in a low voice, which only she could hear.
She tossed him a grin and took Autumn’s other hand.
The rest of Amme’s friends were already in the water, shouting and splashing as if they’d never swum in the sea before. Their behavior raised those questions again. He cast a glance at Max who was shaking his head at their antics. He didn’t seem surprised. Maybe he’d ask Max a few questions when he could speak to him in private.
He and Amme walked to the water’s edge at Autumn’s pace. They lifted her over a small wave and she shrieked. Marcus chuckled and stepped into deeper water until Autumn was up to her waist. His happy mood took a hike, though, at the blatant interest two teenagers showed in Amme. The two teens—more men in truth—had their gazes glued to her backside.
Suddenly he understood Ry’s need to growl, a low rumble of displeasure building in his chest. He caught the attention of one teen and winged him a black scowl. The kid elbowed his friend and hurriedly moved down the beach.
“I saw that,” Amme said.
“Saw what?”
“The demonstration of ownership.”
Crap. “I—”
“I always wondered how Camryn felt when Ry pulled his possessive act. Now I know. It makes me feel special, as if you care.” She reached over and pinched his biceps. “Don’t do it too often. Now and then works for you. Overdoing will make it lose impact.”
Marcus knew his mouth was opening and shutting more than usual and not a squeak emerged. Confusion . Amme tangled his brain in knots. He wanted her, naked and willing in his arms, yet this outing with her and her friends rated as a fun experience too.
“Oh,” he managed finally while trying to get his mind around the fact sex had always been the end goal for him. Something in Amme had made that
“I want to swim,” Kaya said.
“You’re all as bad as each other,” Max said. “Don’t you have beaches where you live?”
“No,” Jannike said. “I’ve never seen the sea before.”
“Okay,” said Camryn, and she started flinging off her clothes to reveal her red bikini. “Last one in is a rotten egg.”
Ry let out a kitty purr and yanked his T-shirt over his head. He chased after his mate with another rumble that made Camryn screech out a laugh.
“They growl a lot,” Max said, grinning after his sister.
“It’s a feline thing,” Amme said without thinking.
“A feline thing?” Marcus asked.
“Family joke,” Max said smoothly before he turned away to supervise Luke.
M arcus cast a quick glance at Amme who was chewing her bottom lip. A sign of guilt? But guilt about what? She had clearly said feline, which was plain weird. Lots of things didn’t add up when it came to Amme and her friends. Their odd expressions and the way everything seemed new to them. His gaze cut to Max as he pondered the facts he’d gathered. Nah, nothing to worry about. Amme was fantastic with Autumn. Hell, he liked her too and didn’t want his nosy questions to upset their current situation.
Amme dumped her bag and two beach towels onto the shell-strewn beach. She crouched beside Autumn and helped her strip down to her swimsuit.
Amme glanced up at him and smiled. Something twisted inside his chest, pulled tight until he had to concentrate on breathing. Last night with Amme…the sex had been amazing and the lazy loving this morning was the perfect way to start a day.
“Are you just gonna stare?” she asked.
“I like looking at my girls.” The words slipped out naturally—words he’d never thought he’d hear himself utter.
“Your girls are going swimming,” Amme said. “Right, Autumn?”
His daughter nodded.
“Swim. Swim,” Luke chanted.
Marcus took off his T-shirt and reached for Autumn’s hand. “Ready?”
“I want Amme,” she said.
“Just a sec,” Amme said and she stripped off her T-shirt and shorts with economical movements to reveal a bronze-colored bikini.
“I want Amme too,” Marcus said in a low voice, which only she could hear.
She tossed him a grin and took Autumn’s other hand.
The rest of Amme’s friends were already in the water, shouting and splashing as if they’d never swum in the sea before. Their behavior raised those questions again. He cast a glance at Max who was shaking his head at their antics. He didn’t seem surprised. Maybe he’d ask Max a few questions when he could speak to him in private.
He and Amme walked to the water’s edge at Autumn’s pace. They lifted her over a small wave and she shrieked. Marcus chuckled and stepped into deeper water until Autumn was up to her waist. His happy mood took a hike, though, at the blatant interest two teenagers showed in Amme. The two teens—more men in truth—had their gazes glued to her backside.
Suddenly he understood Ry’s need to growl, a low rumble of displeasure building in his chest. He caught the attention of one teen and winged him a black scowl. The kid elbowed his friend and hurriedly moved down the beach.
“I saw that,” Amme said.
“Saw what?”
“The demonstration of ownership.”
Crap. “I—”
“I always wondered how Camryn felt when Ry pulled his possessive act. Now I know. It makes me feel special, as if you care.” She reached over and pinched his biceps. “Don’t do it too often. Now and then works for you. Overdoing will make it lose impact.”
Marcus knew his mouth was opening and shutting more than usual and not a squeak emerged. Confusion . Amme tangled his brain in knots. He wanted her, naked and willing in his arms, yet this outing with her and her friends rated as a fun experience too.
“Oh,” he managed finally while trying to get his mind around the fact sex had always been the end goal for him. Something in Amme had made that
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