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Her dress flutters down past her hips, puddling on the sand. She steps out of it, kicking off both sandals, and glances over at my choking noise.
It’sthatbikini. The red one. The bikini that haunts my dreams. She still has it?
The hands on my belt have stiffened into claws.
“What?” Alba frowns down her body. “Why are you all bug-eyed? I know it’s a little small, but all the bits are covered. Don’t be a prude, Meadows.”
God damn it, I’m not being a prude. I need to take a fucking lap. My heart’s going crazy, my muscles are tensed harder than stone, and I’m grinding my molars to nubs.
Those curves suit her. Theyreallysuit her. Didn’t think I could be more attracted to Alba Hernandez, but here we are.
God damn.
When I clear my throat, it sounds like shifting rubble. So long, vocal cords. “I’m not bug-eyed. Butyouare the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.”
Another scorching blush. At this rate, she’ll heat the water to a warm bath. Alba scoffs and turns her back, dipping one toe gingerly in the water.
Boxers, then. I shuck the rest of my clothes in one jerky motion, then brush past her and slide into the icy depths. The plunge pool comes up to my chest, and it’s so freezing that my skin shocks chalky white, goosebumps rippling over every bare inch.
My heart rattles in my chest, and I try not to hop from foot to foot like a cartoon character. “What are you waiting for?” I say. “Get in.”
“It’s cold.”
“Correct.”
“Your nipples are hard.” Alba leans over from where she’s sitting on the edge, her calves dangling in the water, and flicks my chest. I catch her wrist and yank her in, grinning at her shocked shriek, and water droplets fly, sparkling like crystals in the sunshine. That’s more like it.
“Come on, Hernandez. No guts, no glory.”
She grumbles, but she’s already pressed against me, soft curves against my hard body. Her arms wind around my neck. “Are all rock stars this bossy?”
“Yes. Every last one of us.”
Is this happening? It’s real, right?
How many times have I dreamed of this—the two of us, skin to skin? How long have I yearned for this, my body aching for the girl who should have been beside me all these years?
“There were no starlets,” I say into her hair. It’s bundled in a messy topknot, tied with a scrap of polka dot fabric. Alba shivers and presses closer, her cheek wet against mine. “Just FYI. There’s only ever been you, sugar. I’ve been saving myself for you like a tween with a promise ring.”
Her snort is loud in my ear, and I beam as she hops up, ripples lapping at the sides of the pool, and wraps her thighs around my waist like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Because itis, damn it.
The two of us were made to do this.
“I’ve never… you know. Either. I’ve never even dated,” she says. Golden warmth spreads through my chest, and her voice is breathy in my ear, her body squirming against mine as I run one palm down her spine.
I walk us toward a nice, smooth rock and lean us both against it, relishing every gorgeous squishy bit of my girl.
“Not because—I didn’t think I’d see you again, Dalton. I wasn’t saving anything on purpose; didn’t want to pine for the guy who left me behind like some tragic loser. But the thought of someone else…”
Alba trails off with a full-body shudder. I lean down and bite her shoulder.
“Don’t,” I grit out, wedging my hips between her thighs. Her skin is salty and warm, and I lash it with my tongue. I’m biting gently, my words muffled, but I can’t let go. She’smine,damn it, and my lizard brain agrees. “Don’t say it. Don’t even think it, Alba.”
“That’s not very evolved.” She’s smiling against my neck.
“I don’t care.”
“You’rebitingme.”
