“I would’ve been ready last time if I’d known-” “No, no, it’s all right,” I said, probably a little too quickly. Realistically though, and for the sake of my sanity and feelings, no. “I can carry you in my arms if you want.”Īaron carrying me into his arms? Heck yes. I could see his profile under the moonlight as he glanced at me over his shoulder. I hesitated and Aaron scooted back just a little more so that if I leaned forward just an inch, he’d be right there, pressed up against me. If that’s not a sign I should get out before I get eaten alive, I don’t know what would be.”Īaron’s hand landed on my forearm before I could take a step toward the shore, and the next thing I knew, that smooth, muscular expanse of his back, with its two little dimples at the bottom, was in my vision. “My forehead hit the floor and my stomach scraped bottom.” “I could’ve if you’d given me a warning,” he said, laughing easily as he swiped a hand down his face, so much like my Aaron I couldn’t find it in me to regret what had just happened.
“I was going to make you give me a piggyback ride,” I tried to explain, still blinking the water out of my eyes so I could see better. “What the hell was that?” he coughed, as I spit out the gulf water I’d just inhaled a gallon of.įreaking soaked and with my nose and eyes burning, I shivered and crossed my arms over my chest. I heard him before I saw him spitting water.
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