by Jillian Dodd
Dawson dives in and swims the length of the pool. When he comes up out of the water, he looks just like one of my favorite men's cologne ads. The model in it is dark, his hair slicked back off his face, and his eyes are amazing. I realize now, that's why I've always been drawn to it. The model looks like Dawson.
He grabs my waist and pulls me into the water with him. "You're not one of those girls who doesn't want to get her hair wet, are you?"
"Of course not," I lie. "I love to swim."
And right now, I do love it. Dawson has walked us out to where it's too deep for me to touch. His big hands are holding my waist and I'm clinging to his muscular arms.
"Not a bad way to spend a day at work," he says, reminding me again that this is supposed to be business.
"It doesn't really feel like work." I wrap my arms around his neck and look up at him.
Our eyes meet again. He looks at my mouth and runs the pad of his thumb slowly across my bottom lip. "Do you remember our kiss?"
"Kiss?" I laugh. "I'm pretty sure we made out."
"Yeah, but do you remember it? How it felt?"
"Maybe you should remind me," I flirt.
"No, I'm asking if you remember it. Because I do. It was, hands down, the best kiss of my life."
My heart stops. My throat goes dry. "Really?"
"Really. Do you think we could top it, now that we're older?" he asks, sliding his hand under my chin to lift it toward him.
"I don't know. Yes. Maybe," I say breathlessly, waiting for his lips to close the small gap between us.
But he doesn't. He leans back a little and says, "Hmm. Well, once you decide, let me know."
Is he fucking kidding me?
Dawson is a total panty tease.
Or bikini tease, in this case.
He is like his brother.
No, he's not like Riley. Riley would have taken off his shirt, ordered shots, and had his choice of women. And he wouldn't get them all hot and bothered and not follow through.
"Mr. Johnson," our server says, "your lunch is served."
Dawson grins at me. "I'm starved."
I reluctantly let go of him and get out of the pool.
Because I can handle a challenge.
And my new challenge is named Dawson Johnson.
Books by Jillian Dodd
The Keatyn Chronicles
Stalk Me (FREE)
Kiss Me
Date Me
Love Me
Adore Me
Hate Me
Get Me
That Boy Series
That Boy
That Wedding
That Baby
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jillian Dodd grew up in Nebraska, where she developed a love for
storytelling, Husker football, and Midwestern boys.
She currently resides in Texas with her family.
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