“Have you gotten to the place where…?”
I cover my ears again and start saying “nanananana” to cover up his voice. “No, don’t spoil it.”
Opening up one eye again, Gray has moved close and is laughing. As soon as I start pulling my hands off my ears he says “When Lord Eddard is….”
I jump up and put my hand over his mouth. “Don’t spoil it.”
He licks my hand.
“Ew, that was disgusting,” I say as I pull my hand away. “Will you behave yourself?”
He smiles real big as he reaches over and pulls a couple of chips out of the bag. Munching on them he says, “Are you hot? Want to take a dip?”
“Only if you promise not to give anything away.”
With a Cheshire grin he shrugs, and then pulls off his T-shirt. Damn, I had no idea he had such a nice chest…and abs…and…. As I pull my eyes up, I see a slight smile on his face; he’s caught me checking him out. Damn, I have to say, one of my favorite things is when a guy has a cute, above average face, that’s pleasant and approachable, but doesn’t look too much like a model…and then reveals a killer body hiding beneath his clothes. Oh man, I needed this water to cool me down.
Trying to act cool, I stand up, smile, and say, “First one wet wins.” Then I quickly jump into the pool.
We spend the next couple of hours playing, first pool volleyball, then we use noodles to see who can race across the pool the fastest. Finally, we have a contest to see who can make the biggest splash. This morning reminds me of when I was ten. Back then I’d play in the pool for hours.
Gray looks even better wet than he does dry. Damn, why am I even going there? I’ve been so busy with school these last few weeks I haven’t had time to think about men. But now…it’s like my brain is in overdrive.
As we lie on the deck letting the warmth fill our bones, Gray says, “I’m starving.”
“I’d feel funny raiding Juliette’s parents’ kitchen.”
He shrugs before replying, “We can grab something at Armadillo Willies.”
“I’m a vegetarian,” I explain.
“I think they have vegetarian burgers.”
“Okay.” I shrug as I stand up and give a big stretch, pull my shorts and T-shirt over my bikini, and run a brush through my hair. Now I know why Gray and Juliette are so close; he’s fun and easy to hang out with. I watch him throw his T-shirt back on. Hita, keep your mind out of the gutter, I tell myself as an X-rated video with Gray as the lead flashes past my eyes.
When we return from burgers and drinks, I yawn. “I think I’m ready for a siesta,” I say as I pull off my T-shirt and shorts and settle into the lounge chair. Damn, my fingers itch to touch Gray. But I keep reminding myself he’s Juliette’s good friend. Would kissing him break some kind of girl code? Anyway, he’s taking off in a couple of days. I’m not doing another long distance relationship.
Gray maneuvers the umbrella so it’s covering my lounge chair. “Yeah, a siesta would be nice,” he says as he pulls off his T-shirt.
Am I particularly horny, or is his bare torso that amazing? My over stimulated libido wants to touch all those rippling muscles tightly packed under his beautiful golden skin.
I stretch out, feeling like a well fed cat as I will myself to cool down.
Gray sits down next to me and gives me a sexy smile. Then he runs the back of his fingers down my arm. It sends a tingle down the back of my neck as I hear myself gasp.
His smile turns intense as he watches my face while moving even closer.
I’m surprised by this bold move. Did he know what I was thinking? Are our thoughts running in the same direction?
His breathing intensifies, I can tell he wants to kiss me, and I want to kiss him too. The sound of the water makes me feel like we’re in our own private oasis. My fingers glide up his beautifully toned arm as I enjoy the ridges of his muscles.
My eyes focus on his lips. They look nice and inviting. We each move slowly toward each other, like magnets. Our lips meet. It’s been way too long between kisses. I take the lead and lightly kiss him. He feels soft and firm. It’s the first kiss I’ve had since