The pool came into view, along with the backside of a woman standing near the edge. She wore a slip of a dress over her toned body. Her auburn hair fell in loose waves to the middle of her back. She appeared to be staring at the water with her arms wrapped around herself.
Beautiful.
Alluring.
His breath caught before he reminded himself Reese was one of his best friends and he’d never do anything to mess that up. His brothers would kick his ass right now if they knew the thoughts running through his head.
He didn’t exactly sneak up behind her—okay, he did—and so when she suddenly turned in surprise and grabbed the front of his T-shirt to keep from losing her balance, he should have been prepared to steady her. Instead, she shrieked in alarm, tugged hard enough on the thin cotton material of his shirt to rip it, and the two of them tumbled into the pool with a splash.
Not his finest moment. Not by a long shot. At least the water was warm.
They surfaced at the same time, his first thought to help her get a hand on the side of the pool since they’d fallen into the deep end. He also readied himself for her wrath, an apology all set on his tongue.
Instead, she gripped the edge of the tile with one hand, swept the hair off her face with the other, and cracked up.
She had a nice laugh.
The kind that had him forgetting apologies and enjoying the moment with her.
“Cam!” she finally said. “What the heck was that?”
For a moment, he was completely distracted by her full lips, almond shaped eyes, flawless skin.
“Surprise,” he offered, hoping he sounded contrite.
She gave him a playful splash. “Duh. And I guess I surprised you, too.”
“Yeah, thanks a lot for driving with me,” he teased. “I didn’t think you were coming up until Founder’s Day weekend.” Reese and her parents were planning a visit to celebrate the centennial milestone.
“Shay has me reading a gazillion scripts and at the last minute suggested I take time out of the office to do it so I’m not distracted.”
“A gazillion, huh?”
She rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean. A ton. So here I am! You know you’re happy to see me.”
He edged closer, an involuntary reaction he didn’t try to fight. “Here you are.” He had a feeling there was more to the story, but he didn’t press. He was tired. Hungry. And truth be told, more than happy to see her.
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