“I know, but… please.”
Jax mumbles something in his ear as he brushes past him and if I had to guess, Jax called him a pussy, then his eyes settle on me and a smirk crosses his lips.
“Beckett’s a big boy. Let me help you in the pool, Donna,” he offers, lending out a hand.
“Thank you.” She takes his hand after she squeezes his biceps. “So strong. What does this tattoo mean?” She points to the frog on his chest. “It looks familiar.”
He glances at me, then turns to my mother and explains how it’s a tattoo he got while he was in the SEALs. Distracted by his story, I jump when I feel a hand brush up my leg.
Knox.
He pulls my bathing suit up and ties both strings around my hips in a matter of seconds, then gives my ass a pinch before kicking into the middle of the pool, breaching the surface.
He’s so beautiful. Radiant. I want to swim over to him and climb on him and press my lips against his until we’re falling under the water. Speaking of. Holy shit. Orgasm under water. I was nervous at first and then so fucking turned on I had an orgasm hit me out of nowhere.
“Knox was in there with me.” Jax points.
“Really?” She pumps her eyebrows. “I’ve always found military men so… sexy.”
“Mom!” Beckett and I both say at the same time.
“What? I can look, but not touch. I mean, I guess I’m touching you, but technically, you offered your hand.”
Jax chuckles, helping her into the water.
“Want to play Crossnet?” Knox asks.
“I’m getting out,” Callum says, climbing to the edge.
Mother smiles. “I’ll play. I used to love playing volleyball when I was younger.”
“Excellent!” Knox thrusts his fist in the air. “Ev?”
“Sure.”
“We got three, we need a fourth.”
Beckett snickers and I cut my eyes at him.
“Jax?” Knox asks.
“Hard pass.”
“Emmett?”
“I’m going to go inside and fix lunch for all of us.”
“Fine. If you’re going to beg me. I’ll play,” Lizzy chimes, plopping into the pool.
“Ooh Knoxxy is outnumbered,” my mother says.
We all look at each other, surprised. This is not the same woman I’m used to seeing. This one is so much more relaxed and easygoing.
“It’s ok. Surround me with beautiful women and I’ll be a fortunate man.” He looks at Jax. “A little help, brother?” He points at the Crossnet in the deck's corner.
Jax’s eyes squint at Knox and had my mother not been here, Jax would have likely told him to fuck off, and Knox knew that. “Sure thing, brother.” His words are thick and laced with a hint that payback will come back to bite Knox in the ass.
He slides the net into the pool and then drills the ball at Knox’s head.
