“Trade you?” Dante asks.
“No way. I’ve got the best partner.” I wrap my arm around Haley’s shoulder.
Zane and Easton both have brown rocks. Leaving Calvin and Dante as a pair.
“Fine. Don’t worry, Viking. I can carry you.”
That’s when I see Easton staring at the water. I cock my head to Haley, who picks up what I’m saying wordlessly as she moves over to Easton. She kisses his cheek. I’m fucking expecting him to go sit on the log and not participate. I haven’t seen him in the water since he came back. Maybe he was in yesterday.
“Let’s get moving.” Calvin points out the markers he’s placed for the course. “Okay, on my mark?—”
Haley jumps at Calvin. “Wait! We need a minute to come up with a strategy.”
“You better be fast, Haley. The Viking judge doesn’t put up with time delays.” Dante laughs.
“One minute,” Calvin barks. He turns to Dante. “I’m carrying you. Don’t even try to carry me.”
Dante throws his hands up.
“What’s our strategy?” she whispers in my ear.
“Are we playing to win?”
She furrows her brow at me. “Of course.”
“Against a giant and a gold medalist?”
“Yes . . . We can do our best.”
I suck in my lower lip because I can’t believe I’m going to suggest... “Or we cheat.”
“Sam.” She playfully smacks the side of my arm.
I shrug back.
“How?”
“A little distraction?”
She tugs on the bottom of her shirt and pulls it over her head. She’s wearing her bikini top underneath it. With a quick tug on the strap, it drops around her waist. Damn, her breasts are perfect. I’m not going to let her run with her top off. No, but I know for a fact running while you’re hard... there are easier things in life.
“Whoa, whoa, the Russian team is going to need to be disqualified for distracting the other contestants,” Dante yells.
“I’ll allow it,” Calvin says.
“Fine.” Dante strips off his pants. “Ready.” His massive dick hangs like another leg. How the hell is he going to swim with it there? “Put your top back on, Sassy. We don’t want the girls getting damaged.”
“Her strap was loose.” I help her tie her top up, but Dante doesn’t pull his pants back on.
Calvin’s at the strip of bamboo that marks the start. “Ready?”
There are nods all around. Zane gives a “Bloody hell, yes.”
Calvin raises his arm. “Go.”
We take off running. I thought with Calvin’s size, I might be able to beat him. But the guy has some pep. Zane hits the water first. And when I say hits I meanhits. He high-steps into the waves and belly flops into the water.
Haley’s behind him. I had no idea she could run that fast. It’s impressive. Calvin and Easton are behind them. Dante’s a few paces behind me.
