“Twin brothers.” He smiled when she gaped.
“You have twins in your family.”
“Yup,” he drawled with a wry smile.
She appeared to like that idea and smiled at him. Reaching his free hand out to her, she danced over and linked their fingers. He drew her to him and kissed her lips. Instantly, the kiss deepened and she pulled back breathless, his own harsh breathing swallowed by the crashing waves.
“What about you?” he asked even though he already knew the answer.
“My parents, grandparents, and you know Shane.” She gazed away from him and toward the water. “We’re adopted.”
“I heard.”
“How?” She frowned at him.
“Lily told me,” he lied.
He’d actually found out via her father, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to open up that can of worms right now. Not when they were getting along so well. He suspected that she’d be disappointed in him if she knew her family had paid for himto find her. And even though he’d given the money back, it wouldn’t change the facts.
He wracked his brain for something normal to say. “I also know you have a hair salon. Which, by the way, I was going to stop by and get my hair cut.”
“When?”
“In February.”
She gazed at his trimmed hair and cropped beard. “Where’d you end up?”
“Economy clips,” he said with a grin.
She giggled and pulled free from him. “You do look a bit ratty.”
“Hey!” he grumbled and lunged after her.
Chasing her down the beach, he realized she was fast. Faster than he’d anticipated, and he had to run flat out to catch her. He dropped their shoes and grabbed her around the waist, bringing her to a stop by swinging her around and around.
When he placed her on her feet, he kissed her again.
“Hungry?” she murmured against his mouth.
“Depends on what,” he growled, nibbling at her lips.
“Food, silly.” She laughed and slapped a hand at his chest.
“Yeah, I’m starving,” he admitted, and after putting on their shoes, they made their way up the beach.
He tucked her into his rental SUV. He was grateful Nash had dropped it off and swapped out the limo last night.
They headed down the coast looking for a place to eat, and Sara chatted about the bar she worked at and he asked her if she’d ever do hair again.
“Maybe someday.”
“That’s good. You’re really talented.”
“Thanks.”
They ended up in a breakfast place that sat not far from the beach, and she ate pancakes and sausage.
He ordered a breakfast steak and kept the conversation light. Asking about her time at college.