Second Dive (Kings of the Water #3) - Jasmin Miller Page 0,102
a loud bang.
“Weird.” I stop, my hands still deep in the soft dough, and listen. “Maybe Hannah forgot something.”
“Gosh, what smells so good in here? I would’ve come back earlier if I’d known this was waiting for me.” The voice—male, and definitely not Hannah—gets louder with every spoken word, indicating the person is coming closer to the kitchen. A man is coming closer to me. A stranger.
I’m frozen in my spot—certain I look like a deer caught in the headlights—and I’m afraid my heart will burst out of my chest in a second if it keeps beating this wildly.
Who on earth could that possibly be?
Hannah and I have been living here for the past few days while her kitchen gets renovated. All she’s ever said was that it belongs to a family member who doesn’t use it right now. She didn’t mention anyone else would be here with us.
“Seriously, so good. I’m starving.”
Before I can even think about running or hiding, the person walks around the corner and into the kitchen.
The man’s wearing a pair of black basketball shorts and nothing else—I repeat, nothing else.
What on earth?
To complement the set of wide-open eyes that are practically jumping out of my sockets, my mouth hangs slightly open now too. Perfect.
The smart and rational side of my brain seems to be on a break because all I’m capable of doing is raking my eyes over Mr. Basketball Shorts. He’s tall with broad shoulders and the most pronounced abs I’ve ever seen up close. The baseball cap on his head is turned backward, and he’s currently wiping his face off with what I assume to be his shirt. That is the only reason he hasn’t seen me yet, and why I haven’t seen his face yet either. But I’m going out on a limb here and say it’s probably as gorgeous as the rest of him.
My eyes drift back to his magnificent chest, following the beads of sweat that are slowly running down his torso to the V-shaped lower abs until they disappear into the pair of shorts that sits low on his hips.
Sudden heat shoots through my body, making my cheeks tingle from the force of it. My brain uses that moment of distraction to finally kick back in again, reminding me of the situation at hand.
A total stranger is standing in my kitchen.
Half-naked.
And we’re all alone in this house.
He could be anyone.
“Aaaaahhh!” The strangled cry rips out of my throat, startling not just me but my drool-worthy intruder too.
He removes the shirt from his face in one swift motion, his brown eyes immediately finding mine—not that it’s a hard thing to do after the war cry I just let loose.
The noise of blood rushing through the veins in my ears is loud and distracting, and my body seems to have a mind of its own, doing things I’m not even realizing until—
Smack.
I look down at my now empty hands in utter shock before slowly looking back up to take in the crime scene I just created.
The big ball of dough I just threw—without any conscious thought of it—landed square in his face.
Oops.
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Acknowledgments
Where do I even begin with Noah and Chloe? This story was the first out of all the Kings Of The Water books that popped into my mind, the bathroom/medication scene to be specific. From there on, it developed, changed, but eventually morphed into the story it is now. It was so important to me to get these emotions right, to make sure the feelings looked as profound on paper as they did in my head. I fell in love with these two souls a long time ago and hope I did their story justice.
As always, a lot of work goes into writing a book, and I would be lost without my support team.
Foremost, my husband. Always. The man who makes it possible for me to chase this dream, who supports me, so I can get the scrambled mess out of my head and form it into actual stories. My little ones are also total champs. Not only do they share me with my book characters, but they also cheer me on. My heart belongs to you four. Always and forever.
Suze and Alicia. I can’t decide what’s bigger: my love for you, or my gratitude for being there for me whenever I need you. Thank you for all the help, guidance, honesty, and love you guys show me. This journey would be incredibly lonely without you two.
Kristen, Stephie, Megan, and Christina. Thank you so much for all the help with Second Dive. Having your eyes on the story helped a ton, and I’m so grateful for you and your feedback. You’re rock stars.
Lynn and Courtney. Thanks a bunch for being my personal story highlighters. I appreciate you and your help so much.
Marion, thanks for everything you do. Not only do you polish up my baby so it can shine, but you also throw lots of encouragement my way. All while making me a better writer. It means so much.
Judy, your final touch always makes me smile. Thank you for making sure I don’t embarrass myself with about 38473827 too many dashes and missing commas.
Najla, thank you so much for another stunning cover. I’m obsessed with your work.
My amazing ARC and promo teams. Thank you for showing up, and for the endless love and support you always show me. It makes me all warm and fuzzy on the inside. As always, there’s so much to thank you for. First, you actually want to read my stories, which means more to me than I could ever tell you. Then you review them, send me wonderful messages about them, take gorgeous photos of the books, and spread the love. You make me smile and so happy. Thank you!!!!
Awesome Peeps, I love having such a fantastic group of people who are always there to support me and to cheer me on. I can laugh and cry with you, play silly games, do strange polls, or whatever else we feel like. You guys are absolutely magnificent.
My readers. You own a piece of my heart and my endless gratitude. Thank you for picking up my books. Thank you for reading them and loving them. Thank you for telling a friend, and for leaving a review. Thank you for connecting with me. You’re marvelous.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jasmin Miller is a professional lover of books and cake (preferably together) as well as a fangirl extraordinaire. She loves to read and write about anything romantic and never misses a chance to swoon over characters. Originally from Germany, she now lives in the western US with her husband and three little humans that keep her busy day and night.
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