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“Chan?” I commanded, but she didn’t stop. My anger doubled at her disobedience as I trailed after her.
“Fuck you, Abel.”
When I reached out to pull her back, Chan slipped, and her heel buckled underneath her. She fell onto the concrete and skidded into the pool. Her scream burst into the air, and my heart stopped.
From the angle where I stood behind her, I couldn’t tell if she hit her head, but she began to sink into the water.
Waiting for her to swim to the surface, I counted a few seconds, but then she didn’t. Panic seized me further, and I looked for anything to drag her out. Growing up around pools, my mother ensured I took swimming lessons, and the number one rule for rescue wasn’t to get in the water yourself, but Chan wasn’t coming back up, and there was nothing for her to grab onto.
Why wasn’t she surfacing? Did she drink and I didn’t notice? No, I’ve been watching her all night. There’s no way she had anything to drink.
“Fuck.” I threw my jacket off, slipped off my shoes, and dove in. Chan frantically waved her arms and legs under the water, and I worried about her not calming enough to grab her.
As I wrapped a hand around her wrist, she stopped and looked at me, allowing me to wrap my arm around her chest and swim to the top.
With Chan in tow, I made it to the surface and swam toward the edge as she gasped for breath and held onto the side of the pool.
“What the fuck were you doing?”
Several people investigated what was happening, and when they caught us in the pool, a couple of the guys ran and cannonballed next to us. Eventually, a couple of girls joined in. I was furious. Did they really think this was some excellent party idea? They were fucking idiots.
Chan shivered against me, and my scowl vaporized when I gazed at my girl. Her eyes were large with fright as she clung tightly around my neck and shook heavily. Concern wrapped ahold of me as some blood slipped next to her ear.
Leaning into her face, people would’ve assumed we were making out, but fear had me scolding her. “Chan, answer me, what the fuck were you doing? Why didn’t you come up?”
Teeth chattering, she gripped me tightly and whispered, “I can’t swim.”
Fuck. How in the hell did she not know how to swim? I’m well aware that she had lived with a pool at one point.
The freezing water made her shiver and chatter more, and I had to get her out of there. I swam toward the ladder and helped her climb out as I followed closely behind her. Ensuring she didn’t slip and fall back into the pool.
One of the hostesses stood in the doorway and laughed at the partier’s antics.
College kids will be college kids, even at a networking event such as this.
“We need towels. I’m ready to take my girl home.”
The woman eyed me, and her eyes focused on my chest, where my white dress shirt didn’t hide much.
Chan shook in my arms, teeth chattering. Irritated that the woman was staring rather than moving, I snapped, “Towel, now.”
“Oh, right. Yeah, one second.” She pulled out a key, ran to the storage room, and returned with two large, luxurious towels. I wrapped Chan tightly, took the second towel, and tried to dry her hair, but it didn’t do much with the updo she sported.
With Chan clinging on to me, I wiped myself as best I could, but I needed to get her out of there. I used the second towel, lifted her in my arms, and walked toward my room since the frat house was closer to the ballroom than Chan’s dorm.
The way she clung to me had me excited. Her need for me, having to take care of her, was the hottest thing, making me ready to retake her. The need to have her all to myself was overpowering.
Stomping up the stairs, I opened my door and kicked it shut. Placing her on her feet, I unzipped the back of her dress and licked my lips as I slowly unwrapped her soft, creamy skin inch by inch. The matching lace bra and torn panty set had me wanting to unravel. She was the epitome of perfection in my eyes, and my cock hardened further, never satisfied.
The shoes combined with the underwear had me close to begging, and I didn’t beg. I skirted my hands along her legs as I rose from kneeling on the ground where the dress puddled at her feet.
Chan placed her hand on my shoulder and started pushing me away. I lifted and stared into her eyes, and her anger ignited once again.
“You’ll warm up faster once we get rid of the rest of these wet clothes.”
Her eyes narrowed into slits as I smirked and stripped myself to my boxers. I’d admit, I was chilled with the wet clothes.
Once I’d stripped, I returned to her and unclasped her bra, and she struggled against me—constantly pushing me.
