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I don’t care how sexy those abs are or how warm his arms felt around me. He’s not the man for me.
Chapter 8
“I’m not enjoying this self-realization stuff.” ~ Kai
Kai
Miles picks up his surfboard and makes his way to me.
“What are you doing here this morning?” he asks as he plonks down next to me in the sand.
“Am I not allowed to observe my brother – one of the best surfers in the world – surf?”
“Uh oh. You’re kissing my ass. What do you want?”
I play with the sand and watch it slip through my fingers. “Nothing.”
He bumps my shoulder, and I shove him away. “You’re soaking wet.”
“I tend to get wet when I’m in the ocean.”
“There’s no reason to get me wet.”
“Then, you should have gone to another brother for advice.”
“I didn’t come to you for advice.”
“You’re merely sitting here sulking because Harper turned you down again? I understand. Or, at least, I think I do. I’ve never had a woman turn me down before.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “Don’t lie to me. I know you tried hooking up with Hazel again.”
“Hazel’s in the past.”
“But you want her in your future,” I sing.
“I don’t, but I know you want Harper in your future. You’ve been chasing after her for months now. Aren’t you getting tired of being rejected?”
I frown. Being rejected is one thing, but the way Harper spoke to me this morning? It was hurtful. But was she right? Am I a spoiled brat?
“Do you think I’m a spoiled brat?”
Miles rears back. “Where did this come from?”
I contemplate lying to him but considering how angry Harper was, I doubt she’s going to keep my ‘gesture’ to herself.
“I paid the bar bill for us and the brewery team last night.”
His eyes widen as he whistles. “That must have been some bar tab.”
Between my brothers buying rounds of shots for the bar and the brewery team buying beer for the bar, it was an enormous tab. I was worried about Harper paying for it.
“I was trying to do something nice for Harper.”
He chuckles. “Go big or go home.”
“Except she called me this morning. I thought she was going to blow an artery in her brain with how angry she was.”
“She’s stubborn and independent. What did you expect?”
