I swallow hard as she pulls her sweater over her head, and it drops onto the ground next to her sweatpants and shoes. My gaze travels up her bare legs, and through her white panties, I see a shadow of dark hair.
I avert my gaze, but not before I catch the smirk she gives me. “I didn’t bring my swimsuit, so…”
From the corner of my eye, I see her lifting her t-shirt and pulling it over her head. I try not to look, but I catch a flash of creamy skin, a curvy stomach, and her heavy breasts in a lacy white bra before I turn my back on her.
“Willow...” I say as a warning, because I’m growing hard just knowing she’s behind me in her panties. If I get in that hot tub with her, there’s only one place this night will end. Me, her, in a bed. And while that’s really fucking appealing, it’s not what I’m here for. “I can’t get in there with you.”
There are footsteps behind me, and without looking, I know exactly where she is. She’s right behind me, and with her next words, I feel her breath skim the back of her neck.
“Suit yourself, but I won’t bite.”
Her lips wrap around my finger, gently sucking.
Her footsteps move away, and I’m frozen in place. Did she mean to refer to the incident this morning? There’s no denying there’s chemistry between us, but getting in a hot tub with that woman is asking for trouble.
Then why did you turn it on?
Which is a damn good question.
I checked the hot tub this morning and added chemicals to cleanse the water. I’ve had it heating all afternoon because Willow said she wanted to go in the hot tub. I must have known I’d go in with her.
I hear the cover tear off the hot tub and the clink of her pinky ring as her hand grasps the metal ladder. A moment later, there’s a little splash and a sigh as she sinks into the water.
I dare to turn around, and she’s sitting in the water with only the top of her shoulders showing. Her hair is in a topknot, and she gives me a wide smile.
“This really is good. You should come in.”
A soak in a hot tub does sound good. It can’t hurt to relax for ten minutes. If she keeps her body under the water, I may have a chance of not mauling her.
It doesn’t take much work to convince myself or push away any concerns.
“Fine. I’ll have a quick soak.”
She splashes her arms and grins at me while I strip down to my briefs. I fold my clothes and place them on a post by thewoodshed. Willow’s t-shirt is strewn on the ground, and I pick that up and fold it too.
Before getting in, I drop the phone on the table next to the tub so it’s in easy reach.
Willow hooks her elbows over the side of the pool and looks out at the valley below, which means I can climb in without having to explain my hard-on.
The cold air makes my body shake, and it warms instantly when I sink into the water.
I let out a long sigh. “This is good.”
“I told you.” She turns around and splashes some water at me. “Especially with the stars.”
I follow her gaze upward to the sprinkling of stars above us.
The moon casts everything in a soft glow, and the tension of the last few days eases from my shoulders.
Willow moves her arms in the water, and that’s when I notice there are no straps over her shoulders. She sits back on the edge of the hot tub and closes her eyes.
Below the surface, I spot two pale orbs bobbing in the water.
“You’re topless.”
She opens her eyes and smiles at me. “I only brought two bras with me. I can’t afford to get one wet.”
My gaze is transfixed on the skin under the water, the outline of her breasts and the dusty pink nipples bobbing below the surface.
