We’re both breathing heavily as we stay in this weird embrace we are in. I close my eyes for a moment, enjoying the feel of her in my arms.
For a minute, I simply enjoy the post-orgasm high. I forget where we are and who we are with. For that time, only Wren and I exist.
The sound of laughter coming from somewhere on the deck is what pulls me back to reality.
I let my cock slip out of Wren’s pussy, missing the connection right away.
“You can get dressed now,” I dismiss her, as I peel myself away from her body. “I’ve got to talk to Tucker for a minute.” I place my hands on the side of the pool and lift myself up to sit on the edge.
Wren copies my action, pulling herself out of the pool to sit next to me. We both stand up. Wren rushes to her pile of clothes and quickly pulls them on, while I grab a towel from the side table and wrap it around my groin.
I find Tucker sitting alone on the patio, nursing a bottle of beer while watching the others in the pool.
“What’s up with you, party pooper?”
“Tiana was getting on my nerves,” he explains, taking a sip of his beer.
“Yeah,” I agree. “She was trying for my dick a little too hard.”
“I already fucked her once. Her pussy is not even that great. But she thinks she has some magic cunt or something.” He leans forward, placing his elbows on his knees. “You looked like you were having a great time with your toy.”
“I did, and she is the reason I’m over here too,” I explain. “I still need to know why she is in school, now more than ever.”
“What’s the sudden urgency?”
“I just need to know,” I say, not wanting to explain the whole story to him of how I’m worried about her and that stupid note.
“Well, I haven’t heard anything,” Tucker reveals. “I’m sorry, man.”
“Don’t worry about it, just let me know if—” My words are cut off by a high-pitched scream coming from the pool.
I spin around just in time to watch Tiana push a now fully clothed Wren into the deep end of the pool. Her body flies through the air with her arms flailing.
My legs move on their own, my bare feet pounding against the wooden deck as Wren crashes into the water’s surface. Her body goes under, disappearing into the deep while I jump into the pool headfirst.
My body glides through the water, and I open my eyes to see Wren struggling to get to the surface. I swim toward her as fast as I can. It can’t be more than a few seconds, but it feels like minutes before I get to her.
Her limbs aimlessly move around her, making it hard to grab her. When I finally manage to wrap my fingers around one of her arms and pull her upward, she stops flailing long enough for me to push us both up through the water.
As soon as we break through the surface, Wren sucks in a loud, desperate breath. I push my legs, still holding onto Wren and keeping her above the water.
She looks around frantically, and when her wild eyes find mine, her arms immediately reach out to me. She throws them around my neck, holding onto me like I’m her lifeboat. I use my legs and free arm to tread water long enough to take us to the edge of the pool.
As soon as it’s in reach, Wren releases me, and grabs hold of the side, where she quickly pulls herself out of the water.
I just jumped into a pool after her because she can’t swim, and Wren won’t even look at me. She gets out and stands up while avoiding eye contact with me. I saved her life, and she is fucking ignoring me.
Chapter 23
Wren
What is with these psychos?They won’t be satisfied until they literally kill somebody.
“All right, you didn’t die.” Briggs climbs out of the pool and stands between me and everybody laughing themselves to death on the other side. “Don’t fucking cry about it.”
But that’s just it. I’m going to cry. I’m fighting it, but I’m going to lose the fight, because I almost fucking died andwhat is wrong with these people?
“Whoops!” Tiana calls out. I’m not a violent person. I’m really not. But the thought of smashing her face into the patio goes through my head in bright, vivid color.
