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We walked in silence for a moment, lost in thought.
“I’m curious,” I started, “What did you say to Henry to make him swing at you?”
For a few footfalls, he didn’t answer. “I might have provoked him.”
“Might have?” I said on a laugh. “It was very much unlike him, so I suppose you did.”
“He was worried I’d hurt you. I pointed out that it was pretty funny, considering he’d been hurting you forever. I also reminded him he’s had every chance with you and he blew it.”
I frowned. “That doesn’t sound like reason enough to get so angry.”
“I might have also said Finders, keepers. I don’t think he liked that.”
A fleet of butterflies took off in my ribs.
We approached a split-rail fence with a large sign nailed to it warning us to keep out. Unfazed, Remy vaulted over it and once again extended that bear paw he called a hand.
My face quirked at the sign.
“Ah, ah, ah, Duchess. Think less.” He wiggled his fingers.
And there was nothing to do but sigh and climb the fence myself.
“Good girl,” he said in a voice so velvety, I could feel it in all kinds of places.
But sadly, we didn’t linger. “It’s bullshit,” he continued as we started down the trail again. “Why does he get to string you along all this time and then fuck with you by bringing that girl? How come the mighty Hank gets to do whatever the fuck he wants, but the minute you make a choice he doesn’t like, he has an opinion? Him taking a shot at me was less about you and more about his pride.” He half turned so he could look at me briefly. “I don’t mean he doesn’t care about you—he does, that much is clear—but he didn’t like that I saw through him. He liked it even less that I made sure everybody standing there did too.”
I didn’t say anything—words were all muddled up in my throat.
“I think it’s worth noting something,” he said, and I waited. “If the tables were turned—if somebody had kissed you in front of me like that, I’d do more than hit him, and it would only be about you.”
This was the moment I knew without a doubt what was going to happen tonight—I was going to fuck Remy Winfield’s brains out.
The trail opened up into a rock clearing and the sound of rushing water. In a crescent around us stood a wall of stone, and in its heart was a misty pool of water fed by a waterfall.
The gasp I gasped.
Remy watched me take it all in, following me as I walked toward the pool in a daze. The air was charged from the waterfall, teasing every hair on my body. Cool fog licked my ankles.
I kicked off my shoes and kept walking, pulling my hair out of its bun. “This is incredible.”
“Been swimming here since I was a kid despite Old Man Abbot’s signs. He even called the cops on us once, but nobody really cares but his dog. So if you hear Kenny Rogers barking, you know you’re busted.”
My brows quirked. “The singer?”
He chuckled. “The dog.”
I dipped a toe into the cold water, then stepped in. There was rock everywhere, the water clear, the center close and deep.
“We used to dive in from up there.” He pointed to the top of the waterfall where a flat rock jutted out like a diving board. He then went on to start a story, but I was busy untying the strings of my dress.
He stopped mid-sentence when I pulled it over my head, tossed it onto the stone, and dove in. After the heat of the day, the cold water was a shock and a sigh, though it did little to cool the heat Remy inspired in my nethers. With him around, there was a fire in me so red hot, I didn’t know if I’d ever need a sweater again.
I surfaced just in time to witness him drop his pants, his shirt long gone. He strode toward me and dove in, and I watched hungrily as his naked body disappeared into the black water. I saw him swimming toward me which was a good thing since he grabbed my foot, trailing his hands up my body.
“You got in before I could warn you about the snakes.”
He only laughed for a second as I dunked him, but I glanced into the dark corners of the pool for slithering anyway.
