Page 55 of What I Like About You

“Hey, where’d you go?” Zara asked.

“Huh?”

“You went off into space there for a moment.”

“Just thinking.”

“Can I ask about what?”

Shit, he couldn’t tell her. Not yet anyway. It was weird enough that he’d dropped the L word already. He couldn’t fess up to mentally planning out the rest of their lives together. She’d think he was insane.

Looking over to the pool, he was suddenly struck with inspiration though. He just hoped that she was up for a little bit of crazy.

“The pool,” he said coyly.

“The pool?” she asked, glancing over at it. “What about the pool?”

“It’s dark out, there’s no one else around…” he trailed off, giving her a look that he knew indicated he was up to no good. Her return look only conveyed confusion though. “Maybe we should go for a dip…au naturel…”

“You wanna go skinny-dipping?”

“C’mon…when was the last time you were nekkid?” he said, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it over to a lounge chair.

“I was probably with you,” she answered, a playful accusing tone to her voice.

“So you’re long overdue…”

Zara paused for a moment, and Dalton could see the temptation starting to take root in her brain. The chances of getting caught were slim to none given the late hour, and even if someone did see them, there was little chance it would get reported to Drea’s uncles. Not that Dalton thought they would care very much.

Without another moment’s hesitation, Zara pulled her cover-up over her head and tossed it onto the lounger with his shirt. Dalton’s eyes went wide at the sight of her stunning, nude silhouette lit up by the moonlight. All the blood in his body rushed straight to his dick as he started unbuttoning his shorts, and if he wasn’t careful, their late-night adventure might take a different turn entirely. But before he could make any kind of comment about how fucking hot she was, she winked at him, leaving him stunned.

“Last one in is a rotten egg!” she shouted, just before leaping into the pool.

Fuck, he was in some serious trouble.