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“He got caught up helping a guest but will be here soon. It seems Molly and I are your cover for the day.” His face lights up as he smirks.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I mumble, trying to keep the butterflies at bay.

He shrugs and turns his attention back to Molly, who’s stripping down to her bathing suit.

I wish I looked like her. She’s really skinny and looks great in the cutest teal bikini I’ve ever seen. Her body is perfect, not a little soft like mine. I grab my dress and pull it in front of my belly, trying to hide the small roll that pokes out when I sit. I know I’m not fat, but looking at her and then back at myself makes me second guess that.

She jumps in the water, and Holden plops down next to me, admiring her from a distance. His mouth curves up into a smile as she swears because the water is still cold and hasn’t been warmed by the sun yet.

“What are you going to do when she leaves?” I ask as Molly floats on her back, oblivious to the world around her.

He shrugs and offers a noncommittal answer. Leaves crunch under someone’s foot falls, and Tristan comes into view. My whole face lights up when he smiles down at me.

“Sorry, got caught up with the Bender Family. I have a few hours before Mom expects me back.” He reaches his hand out for me, and I take it as he pulls me to a standing position. He wraps his large hand behind my head and pulls me to him for a quick kiss before releasing me. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that, or the current of electricity that courses through me every time we touch.

I look at his khaki shorts and plain navy t-shirt and down at my bathing suit. “I thought we were hanging out by the pond. I would have worn regular clothes, but I didn’t know where we were going.” I pull my dress over my bathing suit and slip into my flip flops.

“We’re staying close by. Come on.”

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Molly chides. I hear her giggle and feel embarrassment creeping up my neck.

“Did you have to tell them?” I whisper yell when we’re out of earshot.

“The only thing Holden knows is we’re hanging out for the day, and your dad doesn’t want us to be alone. Other than that, I told him nothing.”

“Oh.” I feel ashamed for assuming he told them what we were doing. I don’t need them knowing I’m getting lessons on sex.

He speeds up his pace, and I pull back, effectively stopping him. He turns to look at me when I stick my foot out, reminding him of my sore ankle. “Sorry, forgot about your ankle. Hop on.” He squats a little so I can jump on his back.

I shake my head. “I’m too heavy,” I say, taking a small step back.

He looks at me like I’m crazy then drops his chin as his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline. “Lana, I carried you to the bedroom last night, and I play football. I have guys twice your size tackling me, and I toss them over my back like they weigh nothing. Trust me, you’renottoo heavy.”

He holds his arms to the side and waits for me to jump on. I place my hands on his strong shoulders and jump, wrapping my legs around his waist. When I drape my arms around his neck and lean into him, he smells like eucalyptus. It’s fresh, not like medicine, and I take a deep breath.

He wraps his arms under my legs and adjusts me so I sit higher on his back. Every step he takes, I can feel the muscles in his arms and waist pulling under his shirt. I would love to watch his muscles flex as he does some sort of physical activity. Oh, who am I kidding! I want to watch his muscles flex as he’s doing all sorts of dirty things to me!

I’m working myself into a frenzy. My mind is going a hundred miles a minute, and all my thoughts are focused on one thing. Getting Tristan naked.

I squeeze my legs and arms around him tighter and drop my lips to his neck, placing feather-light kisses along his sun-bronzed skin.

“What are you doing?” His voice vibrates under my lips.

“Kissing you.” No need to tell him I thought about him last night and wondered if he thought of me, too. Did he touch himself? Did he get off thinking of what we almost did last night like I did?

I had problems sleeping. The butterflies turned into pterodactyls in the middle of the night, and I tossed and turned until I finally slipped my fingers under the waistband of my shorts and calmed myself down.

Except it didn’t. It started a craving worse than the last one, and if he doesn’t help me today, I’m sure I’m going to explode.

“We’re here.”

I look at the small building, and my eyes widen.This is where I’m losing my virginity?

Chapter 16

Tristan

She’s kissing my neck and driving me insane. I wanted to get her here quick so I had time to work her up; that’s why I picked her up. Feeling her heat seep through her bathing suit bottoms and feeling her legs clench around me sends me into a spiral. I’m hard just thinking about what I’m going to do to her.