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Still showing me loyalty.
When we got back to Hanover, I was going to find someone to complete her tattoo for her.
NINE
CHLOE
The sun was beginning to set, and the temperature was dropping. I knew that even the warm water from the hot tub wasn’t going to keep the chill off for much longer.
“I think I’m going inside.” I looked at Liam. “You?”
He looked around. “Yeah, it’s probably time. Maybe we can come back out tomorrow.” His eyebrows rose. “Are you glad you braved the cold?”
“Yeah. It was very relaxing.” I eyed my towel hanging over the railing. “But now, I think all that relaxation was for nothing because I’m dreading getting out of the hot tub.”
“I suggest making a run for it and not even bothering to towel off until you get inside. You can always clean up the water from the wood floor later.”
“Good idea.”
“And once we’re dry and changed, I’ll start that fire. You’ll be warmed up in no time.”
I pictured myself on the couch, bundled up in clothes, with a fire burning in front of me.
“Okay, you convinced me.” I moved to the edge and went for it.
I jumped up, grabbed my towel, and threw it around my shoulders as I ran for the door.
Only, when I reached it, the door wouldn’t open.
“What?” I tried to shake the door. “No!”
“What’s wrong?”
I heard the splash of water and his feet hitting the deck as he got out.
“It’s locked.” I spun around and almost forgot I was standing out in the cold, half-naked and wet.
Liam hadn’t bothered to grab his towel, and his gorgeous chest and sexy tattoos were right in front of my face as he tried to open the door.
His right arm was covered from wrist to shoulder, but his ink didn’t stop there. It continued on over his pecs and across the other shoulder, where it stopped on his upper bicep. He had another smaller tattoo on his left forearm, but the one that really got me was the one on his lower abdomen. I didn’t know if it was a triangle, a diamond, or a star because only the top stuck out, but I had to bite my lip, so I wouldn’t pull his swim trunks down to find out.
I pictured us going inside, stripping off our wet suits, and me kissing him there until I moved lower and took him in my mouth.
“Don’t worry. I’ll run around to the front and let you in. I don’t think we locked the door when we came in.”
“Huh?” I looked up into his eyes.
He smiled sympathetically. “You made a sound. I’m sorry you’re out here, suffering. The lock must have released when we closed the door behind us.”
“Oh. Yeah. It’s cold out here.” I certainly couldn’t tell him I was suffering for other reasons than just the cold.
He put his hands on my upper arms. “Hang tight. I’ll be right back.”
I nodded, and he finally grabbed his own towel and ran down the stairs. The house was on a hill, and he had to run up it to get to the front, but he did it with little effort. Less than a minute later, the back door was open, and I was let in.
Liam quickly closed it behind me, and I ran for the bedroom, where I had brought my suitcase when I changed earlier.
Thankfully, I had read the weather forecast before I left Hanover and packed sweatshirts, yoga pants, and fluffy socks. I quickly stripped off my swimsuit and put on my warm clothes, grateful I had kept my head above water and my hair wasn’t wet.
