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“Don’t be a chicken.” He was keeping this from being
awkward.
“Asshole,” I hissed, swatting his bicep.
Slowly, I untangled myself from his back and waded
through the water, away from him. I kept afloat on my
back, looking at the dark sky.
How did this happen…?
How did Maddox and I go from being enemies to
friends… to best friends… to this?
Something slimy touched my feet, and I jumped,
snapping out of my thoughts with a terrified squeal.
Maddox swam over to me, and he pulled me into his arms.
“What’s wrong?” he asked urgently, his hands sliding down
my bare body, searching for any injuries.
Whatever it was slid over my foot again, and I
shuddered. “Something just touched me!”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, peering into the
water, as if I could see something, but it was too dark.
Maddox stroke my back. “It might just be a fish, Lila.”
“Um, I want to get out. Now.”
My thighs tightened around his waist, and it was then I
realized…
Maddox’s eyes darkened as if he just came to the same
realization. My core was seated right above his hard
length, the thin layers of our underwear the only barrier
between us. Chest to chest, hips to hips, skin to skin.
My lungs squeezed, and I forgot how to breathe. My
hands curled around his shoulders.
Time halted, and the world came to a stop.
The look on his face was something I’d never seen
before, and I wished I knew what he was thinking. His jaw
ticked, the muscles twitching. His pupils were dilated and
dark, his blue eyes stormy with unreadable emotions. We
looked at each other a little too long to be just friends.
“Lila,” he rasped. His head descended toward mine, his
breath feathering over my lips.