Page 83 of The Work Wife

“I’m thinking I’ll just hold on to your ears and pull them in the direction I want you to go.”

“I’m thinking, no, we’re not doing that. I don’t think that’s in the spirit of the exercise. We’re supposed to communicate.”

“Gotcha.”

Wes wasn’t as worried about following Jamie’s directions as he was about the fact that he would technically have his head between her legs. This was the opposite of where he was hoping the day would go.

Things only got worse when she peeled off the cover-up and revealed the orange bikini underneath.

Damn.

* * * *

Jamie fidgeted with her bikini while Wes stared at her. She couldn’t tell from his expression if he was repulsed or pleased by what he saw.

The frown and loud swallow weren’t good signs, but once his gaze found its way back up to her face, he smiled. Kind of.

“Let’s go grab some balls,” he said and trudged into the water without her.

Once in the water, he dove in and swam between her legs. When he stood, she was hoisted up six feet three inches into the air. It was at this point she realized how close his face was to her—

“Everyone ready?”

No. She was feeling a little out of breath. Not knowing what to do with her hands, she ran them through his wet hair and used his locks as a handle to hold on to.

“I think we should go with clock hand directions,” Wes suggested.

“Fine. That sounds good.” She felt a little dizzy, and she didn’t think it was because of the height.

“Ladies, please tie the bandana around your husband’s head. Guys, no cheating. Make sure you can’t see anything.”

“Can you see anything?” Jamie asked after adjusting the blindfold.

“No.”

He twisted at his waist, back and forth, as if readying himself for a run. She in turn spun with him, nearly falling off, as he’d intended. He put his hands on her thighs to secure her, causing a shot of heat to run through her body.

Wes was touching her bare skin. Why was it so much different when it was her thigh than all the many times he’d touched her arm or her hand?

“Ready. Go!”

Jamie sprang into action, or as much as she could act from her restricted position on her partner’s shoulders. It only took her a second to start calling out instructions, leading Wes to a pink ball off to their left.

He picked it up and handed to her so she could drop it in the net bag they were given. She was already leading him to the next one.

Wes was great at following her directions, even knowing he was supposed to turn around and head the other way when she said six o’clock.

Meanwhile, Beth was yelling, “Over there!” to the man who couldn’t see where over there was. And Holly was leaning over to pick up a ball herself. When she fell off Lance’s shoulders, they were forced to go back to the starting line.

It was an easy win for Wes and Jamie.

They were awarded another gift card, and Rob stuck his tongue out. “Who invited you two?” he joked. “It’s like you share one brain.”

“And a heart,” Misty added with a smile.

When Jamie attempted to slide off Wes’s shoulders, he surprised her by diving into the water, dunking her.

He came up in front of her as she wiped the water from her face and splashed him.