The water broke at the impact, a huge splash lifting from the surface as she disappeared into the pool.
As I watched, Leo had brought over two clean towels and set them on the lounge chairs.
Not quite ready to leap in, I positioned myself at the edge of the stone and dipped my feet into the warm water. The sensation sent a pulsing to my center, a desire for release washing over me.
Leo walked up to the lip of the stone and dove into the water, her arms creating a perfect triangle over her head as her muscles flexed and tensed.
My throat tightened at the sight of her. I was nearly suffocating by the time Spencer whipped her head out of the water and slicked her messy hair back. It was a good thing I hadn’t gotten all the way into the water yet, I’d probably be drowning after visibly swooning.
But god, they looked good. Spencer wore a colorful pair of board shorts and a simple, black racerback swim top that made her traps look huge.
Leo hadn’t bothered with a top, instead opting to use her chest tape. The tape matched the black of her tight swim shorts. The inseam was shorter than Spencers, showing off her meaty, toned thighs.
“Going to get in, Bunny?” Spencer asked, a cheeky grin on her face as she looked up at me.
Shrugging, I played it coy. “Maybe, if you think you can behave.”
“Never. And that’s a promise." Spencer winked as she sank below the surface, swimming closer to me. When she popped out of the water, she rested her elbows on the edge of the stone next to me.
Leo came up on the other side of me, making mischievous eye contact with Spencer as they quietly came up with a game plan.
Lifting a finger to warn them, my eyes narrowed. “Whatever you’re considering, just remember that I know where you sleep.”
“That’s the hope.” Leo smirked. Quickly popping out of the water, both of my saviors gripped my ankles and a spot just above my knee. With easy force, one yank from each of them pulled my ass off the wet stone and catapulted me forward.
My body crashed into the water, as the world around me became muffled and quiet under the surface. Even still, I could hear their maniac laughter overhead.
Opening my eyes, I was surprised that the water didn’t hurt at all. I guess that’s the benefit of salination. My gaze caught on the gold flecks at the bottom of the pool, one of the only garish design choices in the entire building.
But I knew it had been there before Dom bought this house. The mysterious previous owners had specific taste.
I shook myself out of the thought and swam to the surface, immediately smacking each of them on the chest.
“You bastards.” They were goddamn lucky the water was so warm that it may as well have been a hot tub. Otherwise, I would’ve caused a real problem.
Spencer let out a laugh, wrapping her arms around my waist under the water. “You like us like that. Otherwise you never would have realized just how good women felt.”
Rolling my eyes, I shook her off and let myself float at the center of the pool. I felt the water lift all the pressure off of my joints, giving my exhausted body a break for once.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Leo swam up next to me, treading water as she watched me. I could feel her eyes traveling down my body, enjoying the amount of skin I had exposed.
“Yeah, rough couple of days. Everything hurts.” I hoped she didn’t see the nervous, involuntary swallow.
But her forehead creased as concern took over Dr. Leo’s face. “More than usual?”
Lifting my head above the water, I shrugged. “Maybe? I just feel like I’m losing my muscle because you fuckers are too gentlemenly.”
With a scoff, Leo shook her head. “As your lover, I resent that implication. As a doctor, I’ll tell you that isn’t really how muscle works.” She let her words sink in for a second before going on,“But, if you’re really worried about it, I can build you a physical therapy routine. Then we can focus on muscle growth in safe ways to protect your joints. Only if you want.”
I could feel myself hesitate to take the help, always afraid of becoming too reliant on these two. I’d always been independent. Not needing anyone’s help. But Major Callahan and Spencer made that really difficult.
Shrugging, I pushed her deeper into the pool. “Maybe, we’ll see.”
“I’ll take that.” Leo nodded as she started swimming around. With each stroke, her muscular back flexed. Each muscle looked like it had been chiseled with the discerning eye of a renaissance sculptor.
And then there was Spencer, who was dipping under the water to do handstands and flips. Her leaner muscle wasn’t any less impressive. She was agile and quick, ready to move at any moment.
Catching me staring, Spencer splashed some water toward me. “You like the show now, don’t you, Bunny?”
