Harper’s shivers started immediately. A blue-lipped Sophie appeared with a giant fluffy towel. “Oh my God, you went under,” she said, surveying Harper’s wet hair.
“S-s-snorkel Santa took me down,” Harper said through chattering teeth.
“She’ll be okay, just needs to warm up,” Linc announced. “All right, off with your sweater.”
Harper hugged her arms to her chest, squishing icy water out of the fabric. “What? No!”
“I’m not trying to get you naked. Yet,” Linc laughed. “You’re not going to warm up wearing it. So strip.” He pointed at the clothesline behind them that was already sagging under the weight of everyone else’s wet costumes.
Still not convinced, Harper shook her head until Linc took matters into his own hands and grabbed the hem of her sweater, yanking it over her head.
“Damn, sunshine. Someone kicked the crap out of you.” He turned her sideways and ran a hand down the fading bruises on her ribs and back.
“Hands off.” The order snapped like a whip and Harper rooted to the spot.
She didn’t need to turn around to know who said it.
Linc took his sweet time removing his hands from her skin. Harper took a guilty step back.
“Garrison,” Linc nodded. “Didn’t think you were here.”
“Obviously.” Luke pulled Harper into his side. His heat had her cuddling closer. She shivered against him and he tightened his grip. “Now get lost, chief.”
Linc smirked. “I would, but I’m here to enforce the rules and unfortunately, you’re breaking one right now. Am I right, deputy?”
Ty, his arm slung around Sophie, stepped between them. “Unfortunately, Luke, he’s right. You know the rule.” He lifted the megaphone. “No spectators, only plungers,” he announced in Luke’s face.
Luke glared at his brother-in-law, but it was too late. James and Sophie grinned as the crowd took up the chant. “In the lake! In the lake!”
Luke looked like he was ready to punch Linc and Ty in the face.
He swore instead and released Harper. “Guess it’s better than a cold shower,” he muttered just loud enough for Harper to catch the words.
She pressed her frozen lips together to keep from laughing.
***
Luke toed off his work boots and the crowd cheered.
He dragged his t-shirt off and yanked it over Harper’s head to cover her up. Her tits looked like they were ready to pop out of the tiny white triangles of fabric. And if he was thinking these thoughts then so was that asshole Linc.
He unbuttoned his jeans and the ladies in the crowd went wild. Harper gaped at him while Sophie and James laughed like a pair of hyenas. He stripped down to his boxer briefs, thankful that he had worn a pair. Since Harper moved in, he spent more time trying to tame his hard cock than he had since the onset of puberty.
He yanked Harper to him by the front of his t-shirt and placed a hard kiss on her mouth. “He doesn’t touch you again,” he ordered, before stalking to the water.
They followed him, cheering and chanting as he marched to the water’s edge. He paused long enough to raise his middle finger over his shoulder before diving straight in.
The crowd cheered and Harper joined them. Luke strode out of the water, icy droplets streaking down his body. He came straight at her, and without slowing his pace boosted her up, locking her legs around his waist. “Order has been upheld!” Ty announced in the megaphone. “Now someone make me a s’more.”
Harper wrapped her arms around Luke’s neck and let him carry her to the crowded bar. He squeezed her ass under the t-shirt and his cock come to life against her. “How can you possibly get hard after being in water like that,” she whispered in his ear.
“Baby, it’s gonna take more than an icy lake for you to not make me hard.” He released her and let her slide down his body before turning her around to face the bar. It was the truth. He had tried the safety of distance, but it only made him want her more. He knew he was fucked. Ready or not, he couldn’t stop the reaction that was happening between them.
He signaled Sheila for two shots and pressed himself against Harper. She felt his erection against her and pressed back. He leaned over her until his lips met her ear.
“You’re going to have to get me a towel or else the entire town is going to see how hard you make me.” He skimmed a hand down over her breast, catching on her pebbled nipple. Harper shivered.
“Are you done avoiding me?” she whispered.
