Angel Beach (Summer Romance Collection)

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brain.”
    “Better.”
    We were halfway through town and a mile from her house when loud music and voices pulled up behind us at a red light. The grill of Reeve’s truck was in my rear view mirror.
    “Speaking of Cyclops.”
    Echo’s mouth tightened and she looked upset. “I’m going to walk from here.” She went to open the door but I stopped her.
    “Let me just take you the rest of the way home.”
    Right then something hit the jeep’s back fender, and we lurched forward a couple of feet. I hung my head out the window. “You better not have left a dent you asshat or you’ll have to pay for it.”
    The driver’s side door opened and Reeve hopped out just as the light changed. Cars were honking at him as he walked right through the lane of traffic. He raised his hand up in the air and flipped them off.
    “You really are psycho, do you know that?” I asked as he leaned his face down to the window.
    He ignored my comments and glared at my passenger. Echo did not turn to look at him. “What the hell is that little witch doing in your jeep?”
    Cars continued to drive around us with drivers honking and cussing us out as they sped past.
    “Get out of the road, you idiot, before someone runs you down,” I said.
    Reeve didn’t say a word. He continued to stare at Echo, who continued to ignore him. A police car was coming toward us.
    I glanced at my brother. “Here comes your friend. See ya.”
    Reeve had to jump out of the way of my tires as I took off leaving him standing in the middle of the road holding up traffic.
    I pulled the jeep up in front of the shop just as Reeve sped past in his truck. He laid on the horn as he drove by and did not stop until he reached our place. I opened up the back and pulled the bike out.
    Echo smiled up at me for only a millisecond but it made my day. “Thanks,” she said and disappeared down the pathway between the shops.
    I headed home and dreaded seeing Reeve and his crew of jerks. As soon as I walked in, Matt ran up to me smelling heavily like beer. He was waving a pink flyer in my face, and I smacked it out of his hand.
    “Dude,” he said looking insulted, “we’re going to a party. The town’s having a dance and we’re all invited.”
    “I’m sure we’re not on their guest list,” I said and headed to my bedroom.
    “Uh, your room is occupied at the moment.” Matt flopped on the couch. “Julie’s in there with Brandon.”
    Reeve stepped out of the kitchen with a beer in his hand. “So the traitor has returned.”
    I went over to my bedroom door and knocked loudly on it. “In order for me to be a traitor, I would have to have some kind of loyalty to you. But I don’t have a shred of it, you or Dad for that matter.”
    The muscles in Reeve’s jaw twitched as he glared at me with enough anger to burn a hole through me. And at this point, I wasn’t too sure that he wouldn’t attempt a hole with his fist. There was no answer from the bedroom, so I kicked the door open. Julie screamed and covered herself. Brandon sat up ready to fly at the intruder until he saw it was me. He backed-off immediately.
    “Get out, both of you. And take the sheets with you. I don’t want them anymore.”
    Julie wrapped herself in the quilt and picked up her trail of clothing. She sneered at me as she walked past. “Jerk.”
    I shrugged. “Guilty as charged.” With the room vacated, I slammed the door shut behind me and flopped down on the bare mattress. My mind drifted back to the few moments I’d had alone in the jeep with Echo. She had invaded my thoughts completely. She was like no girl I’d ever met, and I had no idea how I was ever going to convince her to trust me.

Chapter 9
    Echo
    It was completely stupid and so not like me, but I had to admit I was disappointed that Jamison had not waited in line for a roll this morning. Of course, from what I could see through the dim light of the morning sun, the waves were pumping. Or maybe it was because we hadn’t opened the

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