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I dangle the bag as her eyes go wide. “You weren’t gone long.”

“That’s because I know people in low places,” I tell her.

She rolls her eyes and I avert my gaze from her breasts. I mean, could she find a bikini any smaller?

When she hauls herself up, my eyes drift to her ass. Holy fuck.

I know she’s teasing me. Flaunting herself at me, just like she did in the gym.

But I’m not gonna fall for it. I can’t… However, my feet have a different idea.

I should move away, in fact, I should get as far away from this siren as possible, but I don’t move.

“Could you hand me that towel, Rock?” she asks pleasantly.

I arch an eyebrow. “You think I’m your personal chef and bellhop now?” I shake my head. “I don’t think so, princess.”

“I think I liked Trouble better.”

I can’t have her thinking she’s leading me around by my dick, even though I’d gladly let her. Hell, at this point, I’d break every single rule of Cash’s just to suckle on those titties, which is why I divert my gaze, acting as if she has no effect on me.

It’s probably the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My dick is so hard that I know I’m gonna have to deal with that again in the shower. It seems like it’s becoming a regular occurrence around her, and it hasn’t even been twenty-four hours yet.

She leans across me toward the end of the sun bed, her tits dangerously close to my body as she swipes the towel. Her eyes stay on me the whole time. “You’re no fun.”

“I know what you’re doin’.”

I’m rewarded with a small smile. “Oh really, what am I doing?”

My eyes flick to her breasts and that does nothing for my swollen dick.

She dabs her face with the towel, still not covering herself.

“Flauntin’ your body in front of my face.” I stare at her, unyielding. “Trust me, you don’t want anythin’ to do with me.”

I’m delighted when she glances at me in surprise. “I’m not flaunting myself,” she says, instantly annoyed. “I’m swimming…” I wait for it, because I know she can’t help herself. “But while we’re on the subject, why don’t I want anything to do with you?”

Keep your eyes on hers…

“You’re in my care, for one.”

“So what? Hypothetically, people can still fuck, Rock.”

My lips part.

She. Did. Not. Just. Say. That.

For once, I’m completely lost for words.

“Cat got your tongue?” She smiles, pleased with herself.

I recover quickly, stepping into her space. Her breath hitches in her chest as she steps back, but there’s nowhere to go except back in the pool.

“Is that what you want, Trouble? For me to fuck you?”

She gives me that tight little smirk again. “No. I just meant hypothetically. I didn’t mean us.” She says us like she’s flicking something bad off the bottom of her shoe.

She’s such a goddamn liar.

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