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“What?”
“We’re right by the ocean. Let’s go swimming.”
“Now?”
“Why not?”
I can think of a dozen reasons. We’re at his brother’s wedding reception. I spent an hour on my hair and makeup. It’s dark out, and there are no lifeguards.
But then I decide…fuck it.
I grab Aidan’s hand and pull him toward the nearest exit.
“Really?” His voice is high and excited, like a little kid’s.
I don’t answer. I just head for the red sign.
It’s warmer out than I was expecting. The sun went down hours ago.
Maybe it’s because I’ve spent all day inside the air-conditioned hotel.
At the edge of the stone patio, I pause, reaching down to pick up my heels after I step out of them. Aidan waits for me, tugging at his bowtie and then the top button of his shirt. If we go back to the reception after this, everyone is going to think we snuck off to have sex.
Which is kinda what I wish he’d suggested. The closer I walk to the crashing waves, the more ominous they look. The only light is what’s spilling out of the hotel windows, and it ends about ten feet into the sand. Past that, everything is shadowed shapes. No lifeguard. No spectators. If we get swept out to sea, no one will ever know.
“Second-guessing?” Aidan teases. The wind is ruffling his hair, and my breath stalls in my lungs as I look over at him.
I can’t believe he’smine.
And he knows me too well, the quirk of his eyebrow telling me he’ll tease me about this later, but he’ll also turn right around if that’s what I decide to do.
“I need you to do my zipper.”
I tuck my hair to the side and out of the way, then turn so my back is facing him. The warmth of his hands appears a few seconds later, finding the tiny closure at the top and then tugging down the zipper. He doesn’t stop after a few inches. He pulls it down as far as it’ll go, then kisses the top of my spine before stepping away.
“Thanks,” I murmur, stepping out of the dress and folding it carefully before dropping it onto the sand.
“Fuck, Rylan.”
I smile before straightening, knowing he’s spotted the lingerie I splurged on to wear under the dress. I paid a lot of money for practically nothing. The black scalloped lace is totally transparent, the same consistency as a veil. I was terrified it would tear, pulling it on. “What?”
“You know what.” His hands find my hips and then tug me back into him. “You’ve been wearingthisthe whole time?”
“No. I changed into it on the way out here,” I say sarcastically.
He spanks me and I moan, shamelessly grinding my ass against his growing erection.
“I love you so fucking much, baby.” His mouth finds the sensitive spot just below my jawline, sucking gently as he palms my tits roughly.
I sink back against Aidan, drunk on his proximity. As soon as he touches me, I have a tendency to forget there’s a world beyond him. He’s intoxicating in the best way.
The first fireworks scare the shit out of me.
The sound echoes like a gunshot, the explosion of color turning the sand and the water pink in addition to the sky. I glance up, wishing I hadn’t left my phone at the table so I could snap a photo.
Aidan looks up too. “Fucking typical,” he grumbles. “The wedding wasn’t enough of a spectacle?”
I pull out of his grasp and run toward the water, knowing he’ll follow. I splash through the shallows, the salty water stinging my skin.
