Is this guy real? Holy hell, who even has this many muscles?
“Aren’t you joining us in the pool?” he asked.
“No. I’m not supposed to engage, just observe.”
“Damn. I assumed you would. I was already imagining you in a bikini.” His voice was a low, deliciously sensual whisper. His eyes were playful and hot at the same time.
I fidgeted in my spot, and my flip-flops squeaked against the tiles.
“I’m going to corrupt you into joining us,” he declared in a serious voice.
Fighting a smile, I folded my arms against my chest. “I don’t have a bathing suit.”
“There’s a shop upstairs. And skinny-dipping is always an option. But only after I evacuate every single person.”
I swallowed hard. “There are cameras.”
“So if there weren’t any, you’d agree? I’ll file that information right here.” He tapped his temple.
My goodness, I’d walked right into his trap. I laughed, bringing a hand to my ear out of reflex, intending to push a strand of hair behind it, but it was up in a bun. I patted my head as if I was checking if there were any hair bumps or strays.Way to be awkward.
“Tyler… there are kids around,” I whispered.
He looked at me intently. "Right. We're supposed to be role models."
"Exactly."
He came closer—close enough that I could smell the spicy notes in his cologne. "I have a hunch you're going to be that role model, Kendra, because I won’t. I intend to look a lot, and I will make no secret of it," he said right before diving into the pool.
All right.My panties aren't combusting or anything.
I sat down on one of the lounge chairs, wishing I could get in the pool and feel the cold water against my skin.
I looked around, grabbing some pics with my phone. The kids were so giddy that it made me laugh too.
A few feet away, I saw Tyler showing Tim how to do some back strokes after he came down one of the slides. This was too good of an opportunity to pass up, so I took a good look at those washboard abs before focusing on the pics again.Don't be greedy, Kendra. You can look more later.
I only managed a few minutes before I gave in to temptation, risking another glance at Tyler. This time I admired his biceps. The one downside about hockey was that you couldn't see the player's body underneath all those pads and that bulky jersey they wore, especially the goalies. But you could assume they were super muscular.
Tyler was sinfully sexy even in the bulky uniform.
Him wearing nothing but swimming trunks was simplydelectable.
He caught me looking that time, and my entire face flushed as I quickly glanced away, trying to mind my own business. I’d snapped enough photos, so I opened the email app on my phone and started answering the most pressing ones.
“Trying to hide in plain sight?” a teasing voice said from next to me a few minutes later.
“Holy shit,” I exclaimed, jumping a bit. I hadn't realized he’d come up beside me.
“You don't have to hide. You can admire me to your heart's desire.”
I laughed even though my cheeks heated up.
“Do you enjoy putting me on the spot? It's not very gentlemanly.”
“I know, but I like the way you blush for me.”
And that just made my cheeks feel hotter as he sat next to me.
