Page 30 of Enticing Her Love

He laughed and stopped filming.

“You’re awful, Braden.”

He put his pack on the rocks and set the camera on it. “I believe incredible was the word you used last night, and I prefer it.”

She was thankful for the levity, and her heart told her to lean into it. But that particular organ wasn’t as resilient as the rest of her, so she stifled that urge, shrugged off her day pack, and pointed at him. “Do not go there.”

He held his hands up in surrender. “I wasn’t going anywhere. I can’t help it if you have a dirty mind.”

“Uh-huh.” She walked toward the water. “I know that smile.”

“Don’t go in yet, Steele.” He beat her to the water’s edge, blocking her from going in.

“I just want to put my fingers in.”

“I know you do, but let’s take a minute to get our bearings and make sure there are no visitors waiting to rush into the water with us. Anacondas are slow on land, but they’re wicked fast in the water. And trust me, you don’t want to be ambushed by a caiman.”

Where was her head? Thank goodness he was using his. “Right, of course.”

“Once we’re sure we’re clear, then I’ll go in first to make sure there aren’t any surprises waiting for us.”

As they walked around the periphery, Flynn scanned the brush and looked all around, in between, and behind large rocks and trees, under giant leaves, and in the grass, indicating Sutton should do the same in case he missed anything. She had a feeling that man never missed a damn thing.

When he was satisfied that they were safe, he headed for the water.

“What are you going to do if there’s a snake or caiman or piranha in there?”

“I guess we’ll find out.” He took off his shirt and shoes, then unbuttoned his jeans.

“What are you doing?”

As he stripped them off, he said, “Getting in the water.”

“Naked?”

“I was going to wear my boxer briefs, but if you prefer…” He started to take them off, too.

“Stop!”

He laughed. “Make up your mind, Steele.”

“Do not go in there naked. Something might bite your junk off.”

He grabbed his crotch. “Just the thought of that hurts.”

“Seriously, Flynn. Why didn’t you bring a bathing suit?”

He shrugged. “I didn’t think about it.”

“Are you sure you should go in? Can’t we catch fish from the shore?”

“With our fishing rods?” He looked amused. “I’m not worried, Sutton. Piranha attacks on humans are rare. They’re not starving in these conditions, and I’m not bleeding profusely, so they won’t be interested in me. I’m also kind of looking forward to wrestling a caiman or an anaconda. I’ll be fine.”

“You’re crazy. At least take the machete with you.”

“Nah. It’d just hinder me.” As he walked into the water, he said, “If anything happens to me, you stay out of the water, no matter what. Got it?”

She nodded and held her breath, frantically searching the water as he waded in waist deep, his watchful eyes scanning his surroundings. “Feel anything?”