out at the hazy gray harbor, he couldn’t be sure if the sun was even up. Amanda’s hair was splayed out across the pillow, tickling his cheek, and he proceeded to tickle her right back until he finally got her to wake as well. Silencing her sleepy, half-amused protests with a kiss, he slid inside her in one deep thrust to the sound of her breathy, trembling moan.
Since he was going to be working the bar the whole holiday weekend, he took his time, enjoying her body at an almost leisurely pace. Soon she was writhing beneath him in the tangle of cotton sheets, begging for release. He kindly obliged. Still, she left him rather abruptly for an early yoga class—though Matt tried to argue that he felt pretty confident he could successfully work on her flexibility exercises without ever having to leave the bed.
When he finally jogged down the steps from his apartment, emerging out onto the bright and breezy sidewalk, he found a chocolate chip muffin waiting on the front seat of his truck with an imprint of her lipstick kiss on the napkin. As much as he appreciated the sentiment, what he needed much more desperately was a cup of coffee. Luckily, he happened to know just the place in town that had the freshest brew at the most reasonable prices.
Leaving behind the white clapboard-shingled shops, sunny steeples and leafy streets of downtown, Matt headed out to the old beach road. The view of the sky opened up, beach plums and low shrub pines clustered about the sand dunes. A sparse line of greenery stretched to the golden marsh, and then beyond that it was just a vast horizon of blues.
Less than ten minutes later he pulled into the familiar sand-pebbled drive, hopping out of the truck to jog up the wooden plank steps to the deck. He eased opened the glass door and walked directly over to the kitchen counter, still humming along to the last song he’d heard on the radio.
He’d just topped off his mug when Danny wandered into the room, buttoning the navy blue shirt of his uniform. He hesitated only briefly to see Matt there.
“By the way, little brother, there’s coffee on,” he offered with dry sarcasm. “Please, by all means, help yourself.”
“Thanks, I will.” Matt grinned brightly, taking a swallow before he tilted his head to appraise him. “Did you just get up? It’s after ten.”
Danny shook his head. “I had to supervise an early detail this morning. They finally caved to the residents, and the town is putting up new barricades to mark off the private beach from the public parking lot before the summer season officially starts. I just came home for a quick change before I start my regular shift.”
While Matt used to dread the tourist season, his attitude had shifted over the years. Now it was how he made his money.
“By the way, I’m supposed to ask if you two are all set with your tux fittings.”
Though Matt would have loved to include more of his many buddies around town as groomsmen, Amanda was only having her cousin and two friends as bridesmaids. Therefore, she felt he should limit it to just his brothers Kevin and Danny, plus adding her younger brother as a favor to her. He supposed it was only the right thing to do.
“Yep, we’re good,” Danny assured him, tucking his shirt in before cinching his belt. He regarded him with a sly grin. “And you’ll be happy to know we’ve started discussing the plans for your bachelor party as well.”
“Really?” Matt leaned back against the counter. “So, what’s been discussed? A wine and cheese tasting? Some refreshing blueberry summer ales at a nice local gastro pub, perhaps?”
His brother let out a soft snort of amusement. “Yeah, yeah, go on…yet you don’t seem to hesitate helping yourself to my fresh ground Kona coffee beans every morning. No, trust me, we’re throwing all taste and respectability out the window and focusing more on the kinds of base and juvenile activities you might enjoy, little brother.” He rested his hand on