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CARTER

“I’m goingto kill him. And it will be the slowest death ever.”

Those were the last words I remembered speaking in my dream after I pledged my ever-lasting loyalty and love to Molly.

Holding a scepter in my hand.

Wearing a cloak and a crown.

Leading an army into a battle I had to fight, not only to save her life, but also to win her hand.

The sound of a splash woke me up, and it was a good thing because I didn’t know the first thing about fighting in a battle and I definitely didn’t want to be defeated and lose Molly, even if it was just in my dream.

The first light of day struck and I shaded my eyes with my hand before crawling out from underneath the covers onto the deck. Molly was nowhere to be seen. I followed the sound of gentle splashes to the side of the boat where Molly just dove underwater, giving me a glimpse of her behind. I reached between my legs, readjusting the wood I still had from sleep, leaned over the railing, and when she surfaced, watched her swim away from the boat. When she turned around and greeted me with a warm smile, I knew that the night we’d shared on the boat had brought us closer than I could have hoped.

The question now was, what was I going to do about it?

“Good morning,” I called out.

“Good morning.”

I looked at my watch. It was barely past sunrise.

“Do you know what time it is?”

“Swim time? I don’t know, Carter. I woke up and I was so happy and the water was so clear. I couldn’t resist. Did you sleep well?”

“I dreamt that you were going to be my queen. Literally, with a castle and a crown and all.”

She laughed. “Those are some high dreams you have.”

“It was fine until I had to go to battle riding a horse.”

“Not a bull?” she teased.

“No, not a bull.” I laughed again.

“You know how to ride a horse.”

“Yeah, but not well enough to gallop with a sword in my hand.”

She laughed again, the echo carrying over the calm water for a few seconds.

“Did you tell Jo to pack my bathing suit?” she asked.

“Please tell me that she didn’t. I was hoping you’d skinny dip.”

Seeing that Molly was actually wearing a bikini, I assumed that Jo had packed one.

“She did.” She swam further away and reached underneath the water. After fumbling for a few moments, Molly fished out her bikini bottoms from underneath. I stood on the deck with my mouth completely open and reached down to my crotch for the second time in two minutes. There was no fucking way that my dick would go down now that I knew she was naked under the surface.

“You didn’t!”

“I thought you wanted me to skinny dip,” she called out coyly.

“Yeah, but with me.”

“Well, too bad you’re still recovering,” she teased, and reached behind her back to untie the two small strings that held the top of her bikini.

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