Dozens of hunky, shirtless guys on the beach, and all Bree could think about was one of them--the one she couldn’t have. The night before on the phone, Christy had asked if Matt and Dwayne were still hot. Now, seeing them in swimming trunks with the early light of morning illuminating a thin layer of sweat that dampened every rippling muscle, the answer was a resounding, “Yes!” Hank looked good, too, though it was apparent from his bloodshot eyes that he had gone back to his room to drink a little after he’d dropped her off the night before. Some of the cousins had come to play, too, and a few of them were also pretty good looking, not to mention all of the other random dudes out on the beach jogging, playing frisbee, walking through the surf. Yeah, a few dozen hot, sexy, bare chested men, and she couldn’t keep her eyes off of the groom.

Trent did look hot, though. There was no question he was still running every day like he had in high school and probably lifting more than he had back then, too. He’d played baseball and ran track, and his physique had only become more defined over the years. He wasn’t bulky like Hank who loved powerlifting and did his best to resemble those California dudes who were always at Muscle Beach. No, Trent’s muscles were long and lean and rippling with every subtle movement, and Bree’s fingertips itched to run down those abs and find that low V she knew was there if his blue trunks were set just a tiny bit lower.

“I’m in trouble, uh huh. Big trouble,” she muttered as she dropped her beach bag by everyone else’s and approached Lilly.

“Oh, thank God you’re here,” her former roommate whispered.

Bree was certain she wasn’t late, not by more than a minute or two, but then, if Hank was already there, maybe she’d looked at the time wrong. “What’s the matter?”

them at the dinner the other

of them. It wasn’t that Bree and Lilly weren’t attractive--they just weren’t built the same way. The shortest of the girls standing with Monica had to be five foot ten at least with the kind of legs a

Bree said, “It’ll be fine. You’re cute, Lilly.

her eyes. “No, I have, like, three cousins here. I’ve had my eye on Matt for a while now, ever since I met him

said, rolling her eyes. “You’re gorgeous. Now, shut your pie hole, and let’s

other girls were, Bree was a little intimidated to take her coverup off. A few of Lilly’s cousins, and Trent’s as well, didn’t have the same traits as the gorgeous couple they were there to celebrate, but that didn’t make Bree feel any more confident. When Monica went over to talk to Trent a few seconds later, just as Bree was taking her wrap off and preparing to join the others on

a little more confident when Hank shouted, “Damn, Bree! Lookin’ good,

face reddened as if she’d been outside without sunscreen for a few hours. “Thanks, Hank.” A glance at Monica told her that she was still laughing at her, but Trent wasn’t, and that was something. He didn’t look particularly happy about whatever it was Monica had said either. At least she hadn’t made him start acting like a horrible person. The

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