“Why? Are you planning to show or tell me about yet another way you kill small animals?”
“I’ve got a volleyball game soon and I want you to come. It’s fun.”
“Are you going to spill soda on me again?”
“Only if you bring a soda.”
She debated for an instant, then fell into step with him in the direction of the pier. He nudged her and she nudged him back.
“I think you have problems,” she told him.
“What problems?”
“Well, for starters, you’re an evil duck killer.”
He laughed before catching her eye. She looked down at the sand, then up the beach, then finally toward him. She shook her head, unable to suppress a smile, as if marveling at what was happening between them and enjoying every moment.
14 Ronnie
If he weren’t so damn cute, none of this would have happened.
As she watched Will and Scott scramble around the court, she reflected on the series of events that had brought her here. Had she really gone fishing earlier today? And watched a wounded turtle swim around a tank at eight o’clock in the morning?
She shook her head, trying not to focus on Will’s lean body and visible muscles as he chased the ball across the sand. Tough to ignore, since he wasn’t wearing a shirt.
Maybe the rest of the summer wouldn’t be so terrible after all.
Of course, she’d thought the same thing after meeting Blaze, and look how that had turned out.
He wasn’t really her type, but as she watched him play, she began to wonder whether that was such a bad thing. She hadn’t had the best luck when it came to choosing guys in the past, Rick being the prime example. Lord knows Will was smarter than any of the other guys she’d dated, and more than that, he seemed to be doing something with his life. He worked, he volunteered, he was a pretty good athlete; he even got along with his family. And even though he liked to play things off in an “aw, shucks” sort of way, he wasn’t a pushover. When she tested him, he called her on it-more than once, in fact-and she had to admit she sort of liked it.
If there was one thing about him that gave her pause, it was this: She didn’t know why he liked her. She wasn’t anything like the girls she’d seen him with the night of the carnival-and in all honesty, she wasn’t even sure he’d want to see her again after today. She watched him jog back to the service line, then glance in her direction, obviously pleased she’d come. He moved easily through the sand, and when he got ready to serve the ball, he signaled something to Scott, who seemed to play the game as though his life depended on it. As soon as Scott turned toward the net, Will rolled his eyes, making it plain that he found his friend’s intensity a bit over the top. It’s only a game, he seemed to say, and she found that heartening. Then, after tossing the ball in the air and serving hard, he raced toward the side of the court to keep the volley going. When he sacrificed his body by diving for the ball and sending a plume of sand in the air, she wondered whether what she’d seen a moment earlier had been only an illusion-but after his shot went wide and Scott threw up his hands in frustration with an angry glare, Will ignored him. After winking at Ronnie, he readied himself for the next shot.
“You and Will, huh?”
Mesmerized, Ronnie hadn’t realized someone had taken a seat beside her. Turning, she recognized the blonde who had been hanging out with Will and Scott on the night of the carnival.
“Excuse me?”
The blonde ran a hand through her hair and flashed her perfect teeth. “You and Will. I saw the two of you walk up.”
“Oh,” Ronnie said. Her instincts told her that it was best not to say much.
If the blonde took notice of Ronnie’s wary reaction, she didn’t show it. Tossing her head with practiced skill, she flashed those teeth again. She definitely had to be a bleacher, Ronnie decided. “I’m Ashley. And you’re…”
“Ronnie.”
Ashley continued to stare at her. “And you’re on vacation?” When Ronnie glanced at her, she smiled again. “I would have known if you were from around here. I’ve known Will since we were kids.”
“Uh-huh,” Ronnie said again, trying to sound noncommittal.
“I guess you two met when he made you spill your soda, huh? Knowing him, he probably did it on purpose.”
Ronnie blinked. “What?”
“It’s not the first time I’ve seen him do it. And let me guess. He just took you fishing, right? On that little dock on the other side of the island?”
This time, Ronnie couldn’t mask her surprise.
“That’s what he always does when he starts getting to know a girl. Well, either that or he brings her to the aquarium.”
As Ashley went on, Ronnie stared at her in disbelief, feeling the world around her suddenly begin to narrow.
“What are you talking about?” she croaked out, her voice deserting her.
Ashley roped her arms around her legs. “New girl, new conquest? Don’t be mad at him,” she said. “It’s just the way he is. He can’t help it.”
Ronnie felt the blood drain from her face. She told herself not to listen, not to believe it, that Will wasn’t that way. But the words kept echoing in her mind…
Let me guess. He took you fishing, right?
Either that or he brings her to the aquarium…
Had she really misjudged him? It seemed like she was wrong about everyone she’d met down here. Which made sense, considering she’d never wanted to come down here at all. When she drew a long breath, she noticed that Ashley was studying her.
“Are you okay?” she asked, her perfectly shaped eyebrows knitted together in concern. “Did I say something to upset you?”
“I’m fine.”
“Because you looked like you were about to get sick.”
“I said I’m fine,” Ronnie snapped.
Ashley’s mouth opened and closed before her expression softened. “Oh, no. Don’t tell me you were actually falling for it?”
New girl, new conquest? It’s just the way he is…
The words kept ringing through her head, and Ronnie still didn’t answer-couldn’t answer. In the silence, Ashley went on, her voice sympathetic. “Well, don’t feel too bad, because he’s pretty much the most charming guy in the world when he wants to be. Trust me, I know, because I fell for it, too.” She nodded at the crowd. “And so have half the other girls you see around here.”
Ronnie instinctively surveyed the crowd, taking in the sight of half a dozen pretty girls in bikinis, all of their gazes fixed on Will. She felt incapable of speech. Meanwhile, Ashley was going on.
“I just figured you’d be able to see through it… I mean, you seem a little more sophisticated than the other girls around here. I guess I thought-”
“I’ve got to go,” Ronnie announced, her tone steadier than her nerves. She felt her legs shaking slightly as she stood. On the court, Will must have seen her stand because he turned toward her, smiling, acting…
Like the most charming guy in the world…
She turned away, angry at him, but even angrier at herself for being so stupid. She wanted nothing more than to get the hell out of this place.
In her bedroom, she tossed the suitcase on the bed and was shoving clothes inside when the door opened behind her. Over her shoulder, she saw her dad standing in the doorway. She hesitated only briefly before crossing to the dresser and grabbing more of her things.
“Tough day?” her dad asked. His voice was soft, but he didn’t wait for an answer. “I was in the workshop with Jonah when I saw you come up the beach. You looked pretty mad.”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
Her dad stayed in place, keeping his distance. “Going somewhere?”
She drew a furious breath as she continued to pack. “I’m out of here, okay? I’m calling Mom and I’m going home.”
“That bad, huh?”