Free Vintage (Adrenaline Series Book 2) by Xavier Neal

kitten move. Heels and bikinis.”
     
    “That's not-”
     
    “Remember the races?”
     
    A rush of gorgeous girls all in heels floods my mind and shuts my mouth.
     
    “Exactly.” She raises her eyebrows. “Now lose the cover up.”
     
    “You want me to walk there in just my bikini?!” I squeak.
     
    “Yes.” Hayli smirks, checks her lip gloss in the rear-view mirror, and grabs her phone.
     
    Noticing my own phone in my purse I nibble on my bottom lip.
     
    What if Nadie needs me? Or my dad calls? Or-
     
    “Leave it,” she demands. “Nadie knows we were going to lay out by the pool. You'll be fine. It'll help your dad start to cope if you don't answer every time he calls.”
     
    “Or encourage him to turn on my GPS,” I correct her.
     
    “Nah. I'm gonna take my phone. If he needs you, he'll try me before he turns it on. Now let's go. We're gonna be late!”
     
    “Since when do you care about being late?”
     
    “Since I'm not sure I'm gonna turn enough heads because we're too tardy.”
     
    Not understanding her logic, I shrug, pull off my cover up and slide out of the car.
     
    At least I get to wear flip-flops. It was a twenty-five minute battle, but I won it! Feel like I should have a trophy for slaying the beast she was turning into.
     
    We head towards Vinnie's house, which is in the middle of a cul-de-sac in your average suburban neighborhood. In his two story house’s driveway there are cars parked closely together. The neighbors directly to his left and right have cars parked in and blocking their driveways, but no one else in the circle. The cute white brick house has perfectly groomed grass and gorgeous rose bushes by the front windows.
     
    I would never guess the gambling guru lived here! Shouldn't he be living in a mansion by the lake? Or a compound?
     
    There's a stone path that leads around to his backyard fence that we were told would lead us to the party. Hayli opens it with confidence and struts around the corner, gorgeous red hair bouncing making her look even more irresistible as the sun hits her.
     
    She looks like a runaway model and is worried about turning heads? What's wrong with her?
     
    Hayli finally slows down so I don't have to walk in alone. We round the corner into the lush green backyard, which is when I see a sight that glues me mid step. Merrick is shirtless in a pair of low rise black swim shorts, his perfected v and abs attracting every troll and tramp in a six mile radius.
     
    Yes I'm jealous!
     
    A small wave of displeasure washes over me as I watch one, who has clearly paid for the pair of boobs that are popping out of her barely there triangle top, run her finger down his chest.
     
    I whisper in Hayli's ear, “We should go...”
     
    She drops her jaw with a bitchy look on her face.
     
    All this was too good to be true right? Always fun and games until something sexier comes along...
     
    “Give him a minute.” She holds up a finger at me. “Just...give him a sec.”
     
    Baffled she's taking his side instead of mine, I go to object when Merrick removes her hand from his body, shakes his head, and tosses back another swig of the beer he's drinking. Suddenly she looks peeved, but he shakes his head again and makes a hand motion to dismiss her. The female makes a pouty face, but he doesn't waiver.
     
    As soon as she stomps off in a fit, I rush past Hayli and fly into his arms. Taken off guard, he stumbles a bit, but still manages to catch me. He opens his mouth to speak, but is shut up by my tongue launching itself at his. A groan comes out of him as his free hand grips the back of my neck while his beer hand gives my ass a small squeeze. The simple action happens to be a huge turn on that pushes me further to conquer and claim him. I continue working my tongue around his the way I want to on other parts of his body. Merrick groans again pulling me further into him, our kiss easily surpassing the summer heat we're making out in.
     
    “Oh give it a