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back up at me.
    “How did you know?” I asked.
    He waved a hand at me. “The outfit. Tight little white shorts and polo shirts. It’s the uniform.”
    I was glad for the darkness. I was positive I was blushing.
    “You’re making a fucking killing aren’t you?” he asked in an amused tone.
    I’d made over five hundred dollars in tips in two days. That wasn’t a killing to him but to me it was.
    I shrugged. “You will be relieved to know that I’ll be out of here in less than a month.”
    He didn’t respond right away. I should probably leave and go get my shower. I started to say something when he took a step closer to me. “I probably should be. Relieved that is. Real fucking relieved. But, I’m not. I’m not relieved, Blaire,” he paused and leaned down to whisper in my ear, “why is that?”
    I wanted to reach out and grab his arms to keep from crumpling to the ground in a heap of mush. But I refrained.
    “Keep your distance from me, Blaire. You don’t want to get too close. Last night.” He swallowed loudly. “Last night is haunting me. Knowing you were watching. It drives me crazy. So, stay away. I’m doing my best to stay away from you.” He turned and jogged back up to the house as I stood there trying to keep from melting into a puddle on the sand.
    What had he meant by that? How had he known I’d seen them? When I saw the door to the house close behind him I walked back and got my shower. His words were going to keep me up most of the night.

Chapter Six

    Staying away from Rush wasn’t exactly easy since we were living under the same roof. Even if he attempted to keep his distance, we were still bumping into each other. He also avoided eye contact with me but that only made me more fascinated with him.
    Two days later after our talk on the beach, I stepped into the kitchen after eating my peanut butter sandwich and was greeted by yet another half naked female. Her hair was a mess but even in it’s unbrushed state she was attractive. I hated girls like that.
    The girl turned to look at me. Her surprised expression quickly switched to annoyed. She batted both of her brown eyes and then placed a hand on her hip. “Did you just come out of the pantry?”
    “Yes. Did you just come out of Rush’s bed?” I replied. It was out of my mouth before I could stop myself. Rush had already informed me that his sex life was not my business. I needed to shut up.
    The girl raised both her perfectly plucked eyebrows and then an amused grin crossed her lips. “No. Not that I wouldn’t get in his bed if he’d let me but don’t tell Grant that.” She waved a hand as if to shoo away a fly. “Never mind. He probably already knows.”
    I was confused. “So, you just got out of Grant’s bed?” I asked realizing that once again this was not my business. But Grant didn’t live here so I was curious.
    The girl ran her hand through her messy mop of brown curls and sighed. “Yep. Or at least his old bed.”
    “His old bed?” I repeated.
    Movement in the doorway caught my attention and my eyes locked with Rush’s. He was watching me with a smirk on his lips. Great. He’d heard me prying. I wanted to look away and pretend like I hadn’t just asked the girl if she’d been in his bed. The knowing gleam in his eyes told me it was no use.
    “Please don’t let me stop you, Blaire. Continue to give Grant’s guest the third degree. I’m sure he won’t mind,” Rush drawled. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the doorframe as if he was getting comfortable.
    I ducked my head and walked over to the garbage to dust the bread crumbs from my fingers while I gathered my thoughts. I did not want to continue this conversation while Rush listened. It made me seem all too interested in him. Something he did not want.
    “Good morning, Rush, thanks for letting us crash here last night. Grant had drank entirely too much to drive all the way back to his place,” the girl said.
    Oh. So that’s the