Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
He smirks. It’s maddening. And hot.
“Where are your glasses?” he murmurs, his fingers once again stroking through my hair.
“Over there.”
“Do you need them?”
I just need you.
“Not right now,” I whisper.
His dark eyes drop to my lips again, making my heart stammer in my chest. I have a boyfriend. I have a boyfriend. I have a boyfriend. I can chant it all day long in my head, but my body forgot. All it knows is Jordy. My Jordy. Here in my arms. Handsome as ever. All man and incredibly hot. Alive and well and smiling.
He shifts one of his large hands to my hip. His fingers are so long, they curl around my backside, nearly touching my ass. A thrill races down my spine. His thumb brushes over my bare skin above my bikini bottoms.
“Kelsey told me you’d be here swimming,” Jordy says. “I wore trunks I borrowed from Roan.”
He starts to step back, but I can’t let him go.
“I could swim,” I mutter. “Take off your shirt.”
His eyes darken and his jaw tenses. “Let go, Roux.”
“I can’t.” My words come out as a painful whisper. “I’m afraid if I do, it’ll all be a stupid dream.”
His hand smacks my ass in a playful way that makes my pussy throb. “It’s not a dream. I’m here.” He grips my wrists and gently forces me to release his neck. When he brings our hands down between us, he doesn’t let go. “I’m not going anywhere ever again.”
I nod, fighting back tears. He releases me to kick off his shoes and peel off his shirt. I shamelessly ogle all of his tattoos and bigger muscles. Jordy Martinez was always hot and I harbored a crush on him, but he’s reached new levels of gorgeous. It’s almost too much.
“Jordy?” Charlotte asks, her voice shaking. “You’re back?”
“Yep, little mouse. I’m back.”
“Little mouse?” she bites out, cocking her hip to one side, making her boobs jiggle. “What the hell?”
I’ve always been a little jealous of my best friend and how guys look at her. And even though I don’t see that Jordy is looking at her any other way than an annoying little sister, a flare of possessiveness ripples through me.
“You’re the rat’s kid sister. Little mouse is nicer than little rat.”
Penny snorts out a laugh. “I kinda like little rat.”
Charlotte swats at her. “Don’t be a bitch. We legit just made up three seconds ago.”
“We’re going swimming,” I state, interrupting their banter. “We have a lot to talk about.” I plead with my eyes for Charlotte to understand that I need time alone with Jordy.
Her blue eyes dart between me and Jordy, before landing back on mine. “Penny and I were going to go down to the snow cone stand at the park.”
“We were?” Penny asks in confusion.
“Yep. Want us to bring you guys something back?”
“Cherry,” both Jordy and I answer at once.
Charlotte’s eyes gleam with delight. “You got it. See you in about thirty minutes.”
They throw on their cover-ups and snag their shoes before walking off, leaving me alone with Jordy. Now that I have him all to myself, I want to spend the rest of our time hugging some more.
If only you were this into your boyfriend, things wouldn’t be so strained.
I cringe thinking about Kayden. Having Jordy here is going to be a huge complication. I shove those thoughts away and grab Jordy’s hand. He lets me tug him to the river. It’s cool, but it feels good when we step into it. When I get waist deep, I dunk myself under, needing to cool off completely. Eventually, I have to come up for air.
“I missed this place,” Jordy says, staring off down the river.
I drink in his beautiful form. The way the water droplets run down his shoulders. How his now-wet hair is slicked back. The sharp line of his jawbone. He’s just so lickable.
“This place missed you,” I reply, my voice breathy.
He turns to regard me, heat flashing in his dark eyes. My nipples are hard from the cold water but grow harder when he glances down at them.
“Jesus, Roux,” he grumbles before diving into the water.
I frown, crossing my arms over my chest. What was that all about? Irritated at his abrupt attitude, I glower at him as he swims farther into deeper water.
Asshole.
With a sigh, I start swimming after him. The currents are always strong, but we’re used to them. True river rats we are. When he realizes I’m following him, he starts swimming back.
A predator in the water.
Dark, hungry eyes.
Approaching like an alligator ready to take a bite.
Ravenous. Territorial. Fierce.
He swoops an arm around me, tugging me to him. “Don’t want you getting sucked into the Columbia River.” The nearby river that Hood River meets has much stronger currents and is far more dangerous to swim in.
I allow him to drag me flush against his hard body. He’s hard everywhere. Even his dick, which is pressed to my thigh. Every time Kayden rubs his erection on me through our clothes, a silent request for sex, I’m annoyed.