Soaked (The Water's Edge #2)

Soaked (The Water's Edge #2) by Stacy Kestwick Read Free Book Online

Book: Soaked (The Water's Edge #2) by Stacy Kestwick Read Free Book Online
Authors: Stacy Kestwick
the fuck was that supposed to mean?
    “I’m more than happy to tutor you while I’m here.” He smiled and cocked an eyebrow. “Teach you some new tricks. Show you what I know.”
    “There’s nothing wrong with my style.” I gritted my teeth.
    “I’m sure there’s not. I bet it’s perfectly commercial and happy. I just meant, if you wanted to explore some other options.”
    I paused, unsure if we were only talking about photography or not.
    He smirked. “Just think about it. I’ll see you at dinner, Sadie.”
    With that, he disappeared into his room, leaving me pondering his intent.
    And his offer.

    AFTER AN AWKWARD meal where Nick flirted outrageously with me, Grady caught my arm before I could escape back to my room. Nick started to linger as well, but when Grady pointedly said he’s see him tomorrow, Nick took the hint and exited ahead of us. Although not until after he gave me a lingering hug where his hand strayed low on my back, making Grady cough in annoyance.
    Leading me out onto the oyster-shell encrusted sidewalk that edged the beach and reminded me of Reynolds Island, Grady steered us toward the pavilion that housed both the evening entertainment and a ballroom for events.
    “I was wondering if you could do me a favor while we’re here.” Clearing his throat, Grady shoved his hands in the pockets of his slacks.
    Expecting a warning to stay away from Nick, I nodded briskly. “Of course, whatever you want.”
    “I, uh . . .” he hesitated, his eyebrows furrowing. “I was hoping you’d be my partner for some dance lessons. They have salsa classes at night and some other ones.” He stopped walking and faced me. “Obviously this is completely platonic, and I’d actually prefer you not mention this to our friends.”
    Thrown completely off guard, I studied him. He wouldn’t quite meet my gaze, and his hand came up to awkwardly rub the back of his neck.
    “Look,” he started. “I understand if you’re not interested. I just saw that they offered lessons, and I know the basics, but I’ve never had a chance to learn some of the fancier, complicated ones that the girls back home know.”
    “The girls back home? Or one girl in particular you’re trying to impress?” One with dark brown hair with hot pink tips who loved to go out to clubs and shake what her mother gave her. I sensed there was something more between him and Rue, despite her claims to the contrary.
    He started to stammer out a response, but I cut him off, giving him an easy out so I didn’t overstep my bounds.
    “Marissa, right? Isn’t that her name?” That was the anime pixie looking girl who’d been by his side when we met.
    He blinked at me and shifted his weight from one foot to the other, confusion written all of his face before he caught himself. “R-right. Marissa—”
    “Grady.” I interrupted him again, my heart softening a little at his obvious discomfort. “I’d be honored. But only because I want to help the girl you were thinking about.” I paused and waited for him to make eye contact. “Not Marissa. The other girl.”
    “There is no other girl.” He watched me warily. “Just Marissa.”
    “Okay.” I humored him and laughed softly. “Sure. We’ll do this for her. She likes dancing?”
    “Uh, yeah. Loves it.” He sounded uncertain, and I knew he was still thinking about Rue and not our conversation. “Besides, I thought you could benefit too. There’s a certain guy who knows all these dances already from his fancy upbringing. How much would it shock him for you to show up at the Gala with some new moves of your own?” His voice lowered and his eyes took on a gleeful sparkle. “Plus, can you imagine how pissed Aubrey would be if we learned some sexy moves and stole the attention from her at her own event?”
    I could indeed picture her face. And, as childish as it sounded, I’d love more than anything to be able to beat Aubrey at something. Maybe West would take a good look at what

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