I smiled as the sun warmed my face while I was sprawled out in the back of Matt's truck. There were a few sheets of plywood underneath me as I took a small break from building the stage.
"Come on, get your ass up and help," Paul said as he pulled the plywood underneath me. I moved with the plywood as half of it hung over the side of the bed. "We're doing this to get your ass signed by a record label so quit lying around."
Jared walked up behind Paul and the two shared a look. Before I could react to anything the two pulled the sheets of plywood out of the truck and flipped me onto the ground.
The two walked off laughing as I was left to dust the sand off myself. I got up slowly and grabbed the two by fours that were in Sam's pick up. A few boys walking through the parking lot whistled as I walked away with the lumber on my shoulder.
I looked back to see that they'd stopped and wiggled my hips a little as I headed down the beach. Jake and Sam smiled up at me as I dropped the wood outside of the frame they were building.
"I'm going to head over and see if Emily's made anything for us to drink. Do we need anything else?" my eyes lingered over the boys, watching as they whipped their brows of sweat.
All the boys were without shirts because of the surprising head. "Just bring refreshments," my brother said. "Lots of refreshments."
I saluted him and walked away, feeling Jacob's eyes on my rear until I got to Sam's truck. "Hey, Missy, get your ass out of that truck and come do some work!" Colin called out from down the beach.
I waved out the window rather childishly before driving away with the radio blasting. IN the rear view mirror I could see a few boys shake their heads.
The drive home was short and Emily had the front door open waiting for someone to pick up the refreshments. "Okay, I've got a few pitchers of lemonade, a jug of water, several 2L pop bottles, a couple pitchers of iced tea, and there are cups in the coolers with them. Oh, Samantha, the coolers are just..."
"By the door? Thanks Emily. There's ice in the cooler, right?" I put one of the three coolers on top of another and lifted them with a slight groan.
She walked out of the kitchen with a towel in her hands and a killer outfit on her body. She was nodding her head before her eyes lingered on the two coolers I was holding. As I was carrying them to the truck I heard Emily grab the one cooler I left behind. Once all the coolers were in the bed I turned to my sister-in-law.
"So, you're looking hot," I mused, watching as she blushed slightly. "Has my brother seen this or are you planning on showing him later...?"
Emily was blushing like a school girl when I waggled my eyebrows suggestively. She wore a pair of shorts that were shy of mid thigh and a black camisole that showed off just the right amount of skin for a mom.
"Yea well do you want to wear Jake's eyes as a new accessory or do you like watching Colin and Brady lose their minds around you?" she laughed as it was my turn to blush.
I pulled out my phone and looked up at Em. "Would you mind if I took a picture to tease my brother with?" she grinned at my changing the subject but posed none the less as I snapped a picture.
Smiling, I stashed my phone in my pocket and climbed in the driver's side, biding goodbye to my sister-in-law. As quick as I'd gotten home I was back at the beach. Surprisingly, the boys that were in the parking lot before were still there.
They smiled at me when I slipped out of the driver's seat and their eyes roamed me mercilessly. "Hey toots," the tallest of the four drawled, trying to make his voice husky and sexy, to no prevail. "You wanna shake those hips for me?"
"Pfft, why would she wanna show you what she's got when she can be sticking that ass out for anyone to touch when she's getting sweaty working?" I turned and looked at the short blonde guy in pure disgust.
A hand ran up my back before pulling me close to his side. "These guys bothering you, love?" Jake's rough and husky voice filled my ears and I grinned in triumph. The boys' eyes widened as the rest of my pack, and my best friend, joined Jake and I.
The boys shook their heads profusely before scampering off towards a car parked nearby. I laughed as I watched them drive off quickly. When I turned around I saw the boys fighting off laughter themselves.
"There's lemonade, water, pop, and iced tea. Cups and ice are in the coolers with them," I said, walking around to the bed of the truck and hopped inside.
Jake hoisted himself inside as well and filled a cup with ice before pouring lemonade. He extended the glass to me and repeated it to make himself a cold cup. I enjoyed the difference in temperature as I took a large sip.
"Okay, come on, move your asses! We've been doing a lot of the work and you two are just lounging around sipping lemonade like old ladies!" Paul called as he walked down the beach. "Let's go, Uley, we're doing this for you."
I downed the last of my lemonade and crunched on the ice cubes. After practically pealing off the plaid shirt I was wearing I walked down to where Paul was and grabbed his tool belt from around his waist.
The belt sat low on my hips, threatening to fall at any given time. I could feel eyes on me as I bent over the plywood, nailing the planks into place to finish the walls. Jared came up beside me and helped, shifting planks into position so I could nail them.
"You know," Paul mused in a rather seductive tone. "You handle that hammer way too well...if you know what I mean."
I grabbed the first thing from the belt and tossed it at him only to hear a grunt as a response. When I turned to look his way, I saw him favouring his head and holding a wrench. A small smile worked its way onto my face.
He turned his head in my direction and glared at me. Before I could blink, he'd tossed the wrench at my head. My hand shot up and caught it before it could collide.
"You need to try a little harder, sweet heart," I grinned before stashing the wrench back in my belt and going back to hammering the boards together.
I was suddenly thrown to the side and straddled, pain shooting up from my side. Paul was hovering over m, slightly confused by my facial expression. Jared had walked over and stood with a similar expression as Paul until he froze, sniffing the air.
"Uh, Paul," he hadn't moved from his spot and kept his voice low. "You might want to get off her...now."
"What? Why...oh," he slowly got off of me and backed away, smelling the blood his counterpart had. "Shit."
I was kind of in shock at this point. Paul and Jared stared at me with uneasy expressions on their face. Slowly moving my hand towards my waist, I reached into the nail pouch and pulled the four nails out of my skin.
"Fuck," I hissed while staring at the blood stained nails. Jared offered me a hand and slowly helped me stand, holding his other hand out to take the nails.
Jacob was by my side in an instant, his hands taking the tool belt off my hips. I winced slightly as his finger tips brushed over the holes on my waist. "Are you alright?" he asked, concern covering every aspect of emotion he possessed.
I nodded my head, surprised at the pain tiny nails brought on. Jake gave me a look that questioned my reply so I added a smile to the mix. "I'm fine, I think I'm just going to work on the floor though, let Jared and Paul get back to their bit," I took a hold of Jacob's hand and let him walk behind me as I headed to my brother.
He smiled at me and pressed his lips on the back of my neck when we stopped in front of Sam. He looked up at us before I tossed my phone at him. "What do you want me to do with this?" I explained that he was to go to my pictures when his jaw dropped.
"Yea, my reaction exactly...," I trailed off, allowing Jake to mould against my back. Asides from the sweat, it was really comforting. "Well, without the boner that is."