CHAPTER 19
DAWSON
“What the f**k were you playing at?” Dawson growled. “I’m gonna kill you.”
Zach popped the top on a beer and tossed another in Dawson’s direction. He caught it without looking and pulled the cap off the bottle with his teeth, just because he could.
“You asked me to teach her to surf.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t ask you to screw her on a surfboard.”
“I did it to help her. Which picture do you think everyone’s gonna look at tomorrow? Violet Miller wiping out like a klutz, or Violet Miller riding the waves with Zach Torres? I can just see the headlines now… America’s sweetheart and the king of surf.”
America’s sweetheart.
Violet Miller.
Fawn.
Fuck. Of all the clients in all the world, Dawson had been assigned to her. And the irony? His new job was her fault.
Until that n
