He’s known on the sands as Beach Brat Brody, the arrogant surfer with his group of loyal fans. Finn and his best friend Trent are lifeguards, and Finn has been captivated by Brody since he first saw him surf. He’s hot, skilled, and has Finn’s heart. He doesn’t just want to know the Beach Brat, but also the man behind the board. But Brody is guarded and gives nothing of himself away. He doesn’t do relationships, and Finn doesn’t do one-night stands. Encouraged by his friends, Brody tackles a dangerous wave and Finn rushes to save him. The Beach Brat loses his sass and his confidence. Putting aside his broken heart, Finn vows to help Brody get on the board again. They tackle his fear of the sea together, and Finn catches glimpses of the hidden Brody. His walls come down, and things start to look promising, but Finn has his own demons. Just as him and Brody begin to get close, Finn rushes into the sea for a dangerous rescue that might cost him everything.

The Beach Brat

Finn shoved him. “Whatever, believe what you like.”


“The thing you don’t realize is Brody did it on purpose. He sat right in front of you and teased that goddamn ice cream with his tongue. He watched you scarper up the beach with a big smile on his face.”


Finn groaned, and flashed a look at Brody. Brody looked back, and Finn couldn’t pull his gaze away. Brody’s skin glistened in the sun, his hair stuck up in different directions, and his lips lifted in a coy smile. His shorts were low, showing off his hip bones and the firm skin under his bellybutton. He was gorgeous, and Finn most definitely wanted to taste his skin, taste more than his skin.


Trent cleared his throat. “Your aviators aren’t down, they can see you staring.”


“Shit.” Finn hissed, then flipped them down on his face. He hit them too hard and they dropped to the sand.


“Smooth, so smooth you’re slipping over…” Trent murmured.


Chapter 3