Free Dirty Secret: A Bad Boy Romance (Bluefield Bad Boys Book 3) by Tess Oliver

home.”
    I spun back around. “What did you say?”
    She pointed with her thumb behind her. “Lennie, that’s the strange girl’s name. I thought the whole thing—”
    Aubrey gasped as I pushed past her. “I take it back. You’re uninvited,” I told her as I hurried along the brick path to their cabin.
    She was even tinier standing beneath the starry night sky. A big red scarf was wrapped around her neck, hiding the lower half of her beautiful face. She’d pull a beanie down over her red hair. Even in the comical disguise, she was extraordinary.
    I stared at her unable to get a word out.
    “Told you I’d come see you.” She held out her arms. “Even dressed for the occasion.” Her golden eyes glanced past me to Aubrey, who had just walked up. “This must be one of your sisters.” She put out her hand. “How do you do?”
    “Hi, I’m Aubrey. Where do you know my brother from?” Aubrey, like me, never minced words.
    Lenix pushed the beanie up higher, exposing the red fringe of bangs beneath. “Actually, we had seats together on the plane.”
    Aubrey’s mouth dropped open in confusion, but it seemed she hadn’t figured out whose hand she was shaking yet. None of the circumstances, a girl with a beanie, a skateboard and a seat in coach were adding up to rock star.
    “Oh.” Aubrey blinked at her. “You look sort of familiar. I thought maybe you lived near Bluefield.”
    “Bluefield?” Lenix looked at me.
    “That’s where we’re from. I still live there. It’s a mining town.”
    “Oh. Cool. Well it was nice meeting you, Aubrey.”
    I stepped toward Lenix. “Yep. It’s been special. Later, Aubrey,” I said quickly. I took hold of Lenix’s hand and led her back toward my cabin.
    “She seems nice,” Lenix said as she hurried behind me to keep up with my giant, purposeful stride. I wanted to get her behind a closed door and out of the prying line of vision of my sisters as quickly as possible.
    “She’s all right for a sister.” I pushed open the door and led her inside.
    Lenix walked into the room, leaned her skateboard against the bed and looked around. “I see the corny ocean theme continues on the inside of the motel too. I love it.” She walked over to a mirror that was framed with seashells and ran her fingers over it. As petite as she was, she filled the room with her presence. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
    She reached up and yanked off the beanie. Her red hair stood up in static charged strands on her head. She glanced in the mirror and laughed as she tried to smooth them down. “I look like a science experiment.”
    “If they’d had experiments like you in school, I would have paid attention in science. Want some pizza and beer? The pizza is cold and the beer is warm.”
    “Sounds good. Worked up an appetite on the skateboard.” She pulled her gaze from the nautical wall decorations, and her gold flecked eyes landed on me. “You are even bigger standing in front of me. I confess, I wondered just how much of you I’d been imagining, the muscles, the tattoos, the swoon worthy looks.”
    “So, was it just your imagination being kind to me?”
    Lenix shook her head. “Not at all. The opposite, in fact.” She placed her hand against her chest. “You’ve got my heart doing this whole hiccup thing. And, I can tell you, that doesn’t happen often. What about you?”
    “I never second guessed my imagination once. You stole my breath on the plane, and I had the same reaction this time.” I walked over to the table and pulled out a chair for her.
    Lenix sat down and I sat across from her. She picked up a piece of pizza and nibbled the crust. “I know it’s considered taboo in the pizza eating world, but I’ve always started with the crust.”
    I lifted my slice to show her that I was a crust first eater too.
    Her laugh was close to the best damn sound in the world, second only to her singing voice. “See, if that doesn’t mean we were destined to be together, then I