Page 66 of Sour Notes

Stopping to brush my hair out of my face—thank fuck the water's deep enough to avoid my guy saluting—my gaze connects with Mia’s.

She bites her plush bottom lip, and the memory of claiming it in the airport sends a surge of lust straight to my dick.

Goddammit. I spoke too soon. The fucker definitely just bobbed his head out of the water.

Swayze, stop.

I rip my gaze from hers and dive back underwater, focusing on plowing through my laps instead of this insane need to plow her.

It’s going really well.

Or it was, until I hear a splash behind me.

Ignore it.

Head down. Eyes closed. Swim.

Lap twenty.

Lap twenty-one.

Lap—ooof.

Fuck, my head collides with something soft, and I swallow a bunch of water, struggling to my feet while coughing it back up.

Real sexy, you idiot.

“Shit. I’m so sorry, Swayze. I thought you heard me jump in.”

She circles to slap my back, which might’ve helped if we weren’t standing right by a jet that sends her body crashing straight into mine like some kind of sexy missile.

Those amazing tits I tried to avoid—well, they’re now pressed against my chest. Her thighs slide along mine under the water, and the boner I almost drowned trying to obliterate is back, harder than ever.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

“It’s cool. I’m fine. I didn’t just almost drown or anything.” Still coughing, I scramble away from her before she notices my hard-on or I do something stupid like hump her leg like a dog.

“You sure? You’re looking a little flushed, maybe we should get out? I can go grab you some water.”

Yeah, like I didn't just inhale half the pool because my entire body was screaming for you like a virgin watching his first porno.

“I’m fine.”

I’m anything but fine, but she doesn’t need to know that. Besides, I’m the one who crashed into her.

Raking a hand through my hair, I scan the parts of her I can see above the water. “Are you ok? I smashed into you pretty hard.”

That’s what he said—sorry, I hate myself too.

“Totally fine. My ass cushioned the hit… or your face I guess.” She giggles, grinning mischievously. The sight of that smile makes my heart thump hard in my chest.

Jesus fuck.

There’s no way I’m gonna survive this.

She’ll break my dick or break my heart.

Probably both.