Sea Breeze 02 - Because of Low

it.”
    “I’m thinking of putting a few blow up mattresses out here. Might have a few orgies”
    “UGH! Shut up Cage,” I shoved him making him loose his balance. Chuckling he shrugged, “Hey I thought you wanted me to live a little.”
    “You’re crazy, Cage York.”
    Marcus came up behind me and took my suitcase.
    “You ready?”
    I smiled back at him and nodded.
    I was ready. I was ready for everything tomorrow may bring.

    The Vincent Boys
    by Abbi Glines
    Available now on Amazon

    Chapter 1

    Ashton

    Why couldn’t I have just made it home without seeing them? I wasn’t in the mood to play good freaking Samaritan to Beau and his trashy girlfriend. Although he wasn't here, Sawyer would expect me to stop. With a frustrated groan, I slowed down and pulled up beside Beau, who had put some distance between him and his vomiting girlfriend. Apparently throw up wasn’t a mating call for him. “Where’s your truck parked Beau?” I asked in the most annoyed tone I could muster. He flashed me that stupid sexy grin he knew made every female in town melt at his feet. I’d like to believe I was immune, after all these years, but I wasn’t. Being immune to the town’s bad boy was impossible.
    “Don’t tell me perfect little Ashton Gray is gonna offer to help me out,” he drawled leaning down to stare at me through my open window.
    “Sawyer’s out of town so the privilege falls to me. He wouldn’t let you drive home drunk and neither will I.”
    He chuckled sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine. God. He even laughed sexy. “Thanks beautiful but I can handle this. Once Nic stops puking I’ll throw her in my truck. I can drive the three miles to her house. You run on along now. Don’t you have a bible study somewhere you should be at?”
    Arguing with him was pointless. He would just start throwing out more snide comments until he had me so mad I couldn’t see straight. I pressed the gas and turned into the parking lot. Like I was going to be able to just leave and let him drive home drunk. He could infuriate me with a wink of his eye and I worked real hard at being nice to everyone. I scanned the parked cars for his old black Chevy truck. Once I spotted it, I walked over to him and held out my hand.
    “Either you can give me the keys to your truck or I can go digging for them. What’s it going to be Beau? You want me searching your pockets?”
    A crooked grin touched his face. “As a matter of fact, I think I might just enjoy you digging around in my pockets Ash. Why don’t we go with option number two.”
    Heat rose up my neck and left splotches of color on my cheeks. I didn’t need a mirror to know I was blushing like an idiot. Beau never made suggestive comments to me or even flirted with me. I happened to be the only reasonably attractive female at school he completely ignored.
    “Don’t you dare touch him, you stupid bitch. His keys are in the ignition of his truck,” Nicole, Beau’s on again off again girlfriend, lifted her head slinging her dark brown hair back over her shoulder and snarled at me. Bloodshot blue eyes filled with hate watched me as if daring me to touch what was hers. I didn’t respond to her nor did I look back up at Beau. Instead, I turned and headed for his truck reminding myself I was doing this for Sawyer.
    “Come on then and get in the truck,” I barked at both of them before sliding into the driver’s seat. It was really hard not to focus on the fact this was the first time I’d ever been in Beau’s truck. After countless nights lying on my roof with him talking about the day we got our driver’s license and all the places we would go, I was just now, at seventeen years old, sitting inside his truck.
    Beau picked Nicole up and dumped her in the back.
    “Lay down unless you get sick again then make sure you puke over the side,” he snapped while opening the driver’s side door.
    “Hop out princess. She’s about to pass out, she won’t care if I’m driving.”
    I gripped the steering wheel tighter. “I’m not going to let you drive. You’re slurring your words. You don’t need to drive.”
    He opened his mouth to argue then mumbled something that sounded like a curse word before
    slamming the door and walking around the front of the truck to get in on the passenger’s side. He didn’t say anything and I didn’t glance over at him. Without Sawyer around, Beau made me nervous.
    “ I’m tired of arguing with females tonight. That’s the