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“I missed you,” I tell him softly.

“I missed you, too.” He slides his hand up my arm. “I hate sleeping without you.”

“I didn’t sleep,” I confess.

“Me either.” He chuckles quietly.

“So…what now?”

“You could kiss me,” he says, a smile lifting the corner of his lip.

“That I can do.” I rest on my knees, not caring about the water getting on my legs or the hem of my skirt, and I lean down and kiss him.

He takes my face in his hands, his tongue sliding into my mouth, sending a shiver running through my body.

“So, we’re okay then?” I murmur against his lips.

“We’re more than okay.”

The next thing I know, his arms are hooking underneath my arms, and I’m being pulled forward.

Into the pool.

Fully clothed.

“Ah!” I scream as my body collides with his when I hit the water. “What the hell?” I yell at him.

He’s grinning at me—the ass.

“I wanted you close.”

“And you couldn’t have gotten out of the pool?”

“This seemed like more fun.”

“Yeah, for you.” I slap a hand to his chest, but I’m smiling.

“It’ll be fun for you, too.”

Then, he takes my mouth in a deep kiss and pushes his body forward, thrusting me backward until my back hits the pool wall.

“Hold on.” He lifts my hands up and puts them on the pool edge.

Then, he’s gone under the water, and I’m wondering what the hell he’s doing. I quickly realize when he yanks the zip on my skirt down and starts to pull it down my legs.

I wriggle, trying to stop him because, you know, we’re kind of in a public place. There might not be anyone here aside from us at the moment, but that doesn’t mean someone couldn’t walk in at any moment.

He gives my ass a hard squeeze, stopping me from moving, and he takes the advantage and pulls my skirt off.

“What the hell are you doing?” I hiss when he breaks the surface.

He cleans his face of water with one hand and then throws my skirt on the poolside with the other. “I thought that was obvious.”

He moves in close to me, grabbing my hips with his hands and yanking me close. My hands go to his chest.

“Anyone could come in.”

“So?”