Craving You (TBX #2) by Ashley Christin Read Free Book Online Page B

your ass.” When we walk up to the ramps and look up, I see Kelsey on my bike and freeze. All four girls look in our direction as we approach. Kelsey beams a smile at me.
    “What the hell are you doin’?” Fist clenched at my sides.
    “I’m Parker. Douchebag BMX rider. Duh ,” she says with a drunk giggle. I take in the situation, Kelsey on my prize possession in her bikini, and that’s when I see Brealynn sitting on Colt’s bike as well. He, however, doesn’t seem as upset as I am.
    “Real funny. Get off my bike,” I demand as Colt walks over toward Brealynn, and I grab the handle of my bike.
    Brealynn smiles at him. “We’re just pretending to be you guys. I think Kelsey has Parker nailed .” That’s when I laugh. Well, she’s nailed me, that's for sure. Kelsey glares at me like she knows what I’m thinking.
    “Come on, girls, let’s go lay out,” Hannah whines.
    She and Savannah head toward the dock while Tim chimes in, “Skinny dippin’?” They giggle at his comment while they all three walk to the pond.
    “I think that’s a good idea. Lay out not the skinny dippin’,” Brealynn agrees before Colt wraps his arms around her.
    Kelsey looks up at me and gets off my bike. I stare hard down at her. Everyone is in his or her own conversations when Kelsey confesses, “Sorry. We were just messin’ around.” Her pout almost makes it all okay. Almost .
    “We both know what of mine you want to ride. Let me know when you’re ready for a spin.”
    “Gah, I hate you.” She pulls away from the bike.
    “Don’t I know it.” She glares my direction one more time before taking off in the direction of the pond. I watch every step as she walks her sexy ass away from me. Tan legs and an ass worth killing for.
     
     
    Kelsey
     
    The water cascading down my back causes a sting that reminds me I’m sunburned. I knew better than to get drunk and lay out all before three in the afternoon. Derek called me about an hour ago; he wants to take me to dinner and drunk me thought it was a fabulous idea … I figured a shower would help sober me up. Stepping out of the shower, I half expect Parker to be waiting for me, but he’s not.
    I continue to get ready, and before I know it, Brealynn is yelling, no screaming, up the stairs. “Kelsey! Derek is here!” It’s like she wants to make damn sure Parker hears her. Mission accomplished—Russia heard her.
    Quickly, I gather my crossbody purse strapping it over my azure colored sundress and head downstairs. As soon as my foot hits the stairs, my eyes collide with his—Parker’s not Derek’s as they should have. I redirect my eyes, finding Derek’s and smile.
    “You look breathtaking,” he assures me grabbing for my hand.
    “Thank you.” My hand entwines with his. I chance one more glance at Parker. I shouldn’t have. His beautiful face is strained while his eyebrows furrow together; he glares at our interwoven hands. Then his eyes meet mine, and his face is hard.
    Derek leads me out of the house and to his car. We head down the highway, and I can’t get the look Parker gave me out of my head. It was like he was actually hurt. It’s so comical I could laugh, but his face frozen in my mind won’t allow me.
    Derek and I have a nice dinner at a local Chinese restaurant. I don’t really care for Chinese. Derek is secure and confident. He’s everything I should be looking for if I was actually looking. Which, I’m not. When we exit the restaurant, he pulls me to him, lips pressing to mine. His lips are urgent and careless. Nothing like Parker.
    I give in to the kiss. Trying anything to get him off my mind. I grab a hold of Derek’s shoulders pulling him in closer to me, and we deepen the kiss. His hands roam over my arms and down my sides, pulling me tighter to him. Why does this feel wrong when I just want to feel good? Why can’t Derek be that guy for me? I’ve never had this problem before.
    I think Parker broke my vagina. Fuck.
    Derek pulls away from