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I didn’t correct her. Something about the way she said “girlfriend” worried me.
My ex never liked little B. but to my knowledge had never shown the distaste. I’d warned her to be very careful in how she treated Bailey.
With a finger under her chin, I tilted her face up to meet my eyes. “Wait a minute, sweetheart. Where’s all this animosity coming from?”
“Never mind. Forget I said anything.” Shoulders dropping, she made a move to stand. “Let’s pretend this never happened.”
That wouldn’t do.
With my arm still anchored around her waist, I pulled her tighter to me. We were almost chest to chest, and it was at that moment that it truly hit me: her body had developed into that of a young woman in the last year.
I felt her curves molding themselves against my harsher planes, my over six-foot frame dwarfing her petite stature; something I loved in the girls I dated.
Tiny enough to manipulate to my liking.
A curvaceous doll.
And for as much as the thought perturbed me: we fit perfectly. There was no denying that.
Bailey isn’t rebound material. Too young. Quit—
Little B. shifted, and that subtle scent of sweet vanilla creme infiltrated my senses, causing me to utter a low groan. Something she didn’t realize.
What the hell is wrong with me? She’s like a sister.
“...going to bed.” Lost in my head, I missed the beginning of what she’d said. Bailey pushed herself off my chest; my hold had slackened, and she’d used it to her advantage. Had taken a few steps back.
Our eyes met, and she looked worried for some reason.
Hiding something.
I stood up and she moved again—took a few paces backwards.
“Stop,” I demanded, ignoring my body’s reaction to hers. The sudden closeness. The now gaping separation. “I’m not mad at you. Ignore my asshole mood...” especially this confusing interaction “...and talk to me. Why am I just hearing about your objection to her? Did something happen between you two?”
“I’m tired and grouchy. Ignore it.”
“Bullshit.”
“Leave it alone, Hunter.”
“Last chance...” I trailed off. Bailey didn’t heed my warning and took another step back. This was my chance. We were almost to the edge of the pool when I decided to say fuck it.
Before she could realize her mistake, I’d launched myself at her and we tumbled into the deep end of the pool. A scream bubbled out of her before we dipped beneath the surface of the warm water, and she kicked my shin.
Fought against my hold to break free.
I never wavered, and we came up intertwined to the surface.
Jesus, I knew that I should pull away. That the way I was touching her could be considered inappropriate, but it couldn’t be stopped. No matter what my mind screamed, the rest of me refused to accept its advice.
Even soaking wet and spluttering like a fish, she was truly a beautiful girl. Her wet hair looked like ink floating in the water. Those green eyes shone bright, the pool’s lighting catching the different jewel tones in them.
Her lips were pouty. Fuller than I ever remember noticing them to be.
“What the hell is wrong with you!” Bailey screamed; she’d managed to get one arm free and was beating my upper back with her tiny fist.
Not a clue. “Warned you, B.” No matter what, she’d never know of the southern turn my thoughts had taken.
