“I can’t believe you just tossed her into the lake.” Jillian laughs, then quickly covers her mouth looking toward the place I’d left Kendall. “She is going to smother you in the middle of the night.” She giggles and then moves away from me like she had to create distance so Kendall didn’t think she’d been on my side of this situation. These girls were always united, no matter what, they were on the same side.
I smile and walk back over taking a seat in one of the wooden chairs closest to the fire. I watch Kendall pacing near the water, as if she is having an inner battle with herself. She pauses, fists her hands at her sides, then paces again. Eventually she makes her way back up the small incline joining everyone else again.
When Lexi offers her some dry clothes she declines as if she has something to prove. “I’m good,” she says then looks over at me, holding my stare. She sure is fired up, but she’s been this way all day. “You better sleep with one eye open.”
“You don’t scare me, babe.”
“That is your second mistake.”
“Oh yeah,” I chuckle, “what was my first?”
“Thinking I’d let you get away with tossing me in the lake.” She doesn’t wait for me to respond. Instead she stands and makes her way to the cooler, grabbing her own beer.
“Damn.” I glance over to see Rory chuckling as he shakes his head. “I thought Adley and I fought and bickered a lot. But you two, I’ve never tossed her in the lake.”
“Keeps things interesting,” I say, waggling my brows.
“That it does, brother,” He smirks. “That it does.”
She stands in the shower,the water cascading down her body, as she runs her hands through her hair. I stand back, watching, taking every inch of her in, etching it to memory.
My chest feels so tight, making it hard to breathe.
Discarding my clothes, I toss them to the floor where hers lay.
Stepping in, I walk toward her and slide my palm over her hip.
She spins around, facing me, her eyes narrowed. “Did I invite you?”
“No.” I walk her backwards until her back bumps against the shower wall. “But you also aren’t kicking me out,” I challenge her, and she only stares at me. “The real question is, do you want me to go?”
I remain as I am, not taking things further, but also not backing away.
Then after a few passing moments she moves in, cupping the back of my neck and pulling my lips to hers.
As we always do, we quickly get lost in one another. She turns, placing her hands on the shower wall and arches her ass, rubbing against me.
When I push forward, entering her, she gasps and I stay perfectly still giving her time to adjust. When she shifts, silently begging for me, I give her what she is demanding. The sounds of her moaning, the way she pushes back every single time I shift forward, drives me wild.
We are so in sync with one another.
So perfect for each other.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Aaron
I runmy hand over my face, yawning as I make my way to the bathroom.
It is after eight and I never sleep in, but lately it’s become easier staying in bed. I am still not cleared to go back to work, and it’s driving me out of my mind. I am not the kind of guy to sit around.
I prefer to stay active, working, riding dirt bikes, jogging, all the things I can’t until I am cleared by my doctor.
I flush the toilet and move to the sink to wash my hands.
When I lift my gaze to the mirror I notice my hair, and have to admit, I miss the length. I’ve always had a little length, just enough to tug on, but it’s never been this short.
Placing my hands on the edge of the sink I start to push back and freeze.
