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He frowns. “Fuck, fine.” He slides it back, but I notice his hand hovering right over it.

We both head up the big staircase to the grand deck over the pool looking at the ocean. The same light flashes again at the far end of the big windowed wall.

“That’s the master bathroom,” Tanner mutters under his breath.

I nod. “Let’s go.”

We stalk closer. My gun is out, and Tanner is about a nanosecond away from grabbing his.

“Keep it in your fucking pants,” I hiss quietly. “You shoot someone, and this’ll go nuclear real fast,” I growl. We start to peek around the far corner, into the big windows of the bathroom.

“If they shoot me, I’m shooting them—”

We glance around the windows, and we both stutter to a stop.

“…back,” Tanner barely grunts out as his jaw follows mine to the ground.

Holy shit.

The girl is naked, her back to us. All I can see is smooth tanned skin, long blonde hair, curvy hips, long legs, and an ass I could sink my teeth into. I growl, and so does Tanner.

She’s toweling off, like she just stepped out of the shower. She bends over at the waist, drying her legs off, and we both groan. Because right then, the clouds part and moon glistens in, illuminating her, well, everything between her thighs.

My arousal surges and hardens. Raw desire pulses in my chest. My blood hammers in my ears.

“Well, that wasn’t what I was expecting,” Tanner groans thickly.

“No, it wasn’t.” Not in a million years did I expect this.

“So, uh,” he grunts. His jaw tightens as he swallows. I do the same, a bulge tenting my pants as I stare at the gorgeous, naked young woman not four feet from us through the glass.

“Now what?”

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