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Fourteen
What was more fun? Kissing and then throwing Gia into the deep end or watching her try and catch him while he swam left then right in a zigzag?
Kissing her, definitely. With or without the throwing. Though throwing her in had been fun, and something he’d done time and time again after they’d bought this house.
“Dammit, Jay!” she sputtered after she surfaced.
“You know better than to step into the water with me. You’ll end up wet.” Letting the double entendre hang, he gave her a wicked smile and added, “In or out of the water.”
“You’re an ass.” She launched herself at him but this time he didn’t move, catching her instead. He wrapped her legs around his waist and walked her into deeper water.
“I have a very nice ass. Or so I’ve been told.”
She rolled her eyes. “Is that what Natasha told you?”
“Natasha didn’t think of anyone but herself most of the time. Care to share about Elias?”
She pouted, but didn’t move to escape his grip. “No comment.”
“Were you trying to make me jealous by going on a date?”
“I was trying to take my mind off of you!” She jerked her gaze away like she hadn’t meant to admit that.
“Oh, really.” He gave her a squeeze. “Did it work?”
She tightened her arms around his neck. In this position every one of her curves lined up with his body perfectly. What he wouldn’t give to have a taste of her mouth, or feel her ride him, those thighs locked tight...
“I’m not seeing Elias again.”
That was evasive, but some damn good news.
“Why’d you go out with him in the first place?”
“Because sleeping with you is a really, really bad idea.”
“Ouch.” That hurt.
The divorce had been hard on both of them—he knew that. But he’d also figured out that they hadn’t had their fill of each other yet. A marriage was more than attraction, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun together while in each other’s immediate proximity.
“You already slept with me.”
She sighed. “I know. I don’t think we should do it again.”
He felt the corners of his mouth pull down. “Why the hell not?”
“How’s this going to work, Jay? We give in to our physical attraction, and then what? Walk away?”
That was the gist. But she sounded as wounded as he felt at the idea.
“What’s the alternative? You’ve made it clear you don’t want me in your space permanently.”
“That’s not fair.”
“No, but it’s true.”
She quirked her lips, and he guessed it was because he’d made a good point.
“We tried to repair our marriage and work together. We failed. I’m not sure much has changed since then.”
