Page 115 of Deviant

“You mind telling me what has gotten up your ass today?”

“You, Elias Larsen! You have!”

“Oh, I think I’d remember if that ever happened.” He smirks, eyeing my ass like he wants to eat it.

I hate how every inch of my body comes to life with his stare.

My hand is about to slap that smug smile off his face when Andy starts shouting at us a few yards away, with Abbie at his side.

“Come! Come quickly!” he yells excitedly. “What’s the hold-up? Why aren’t you coming?”

“Huh. I’m getting this weird deja vu of hearing Aidan scream out something similar from his bedroom. Aren’t you?”

Jerk.

“I’m sure you’re confusing it with your own sexual experiences.”

“Now, Roe, you of all people know I have no problem making a woman come.”

Gotcha!

“Or are you forgetting our little porch session together?” He arches his brow.

Damn it.

“Can you just shut up for a minute to see what Andy is all excited about?” I grumble, hurrying my steps so I can put some distance between us.

I hear him chuckle behind me, but I’m too angry to care.

But to my amazement, all that anger, all that rage, evaporates into thin air when I see what all the fuss Andy was making, is about. It’s as if I’ve stumbled into a hidden paradise, a secret oasis, and for a moment, everything else fades away—even my anger toward Elias Larsen.

“It’s a waterfall!” Andy says, tossing his boots off his feet.

“I can see that.” I smile, finding everyone already in the water, having a merry old time.

“Come on! The water isn’t that cold,” Harper shouts at us in her bra and panties.

“I’m coming, babe! I’m coming!”

“Babe?” I cock a teasing brow, gaining a sly smirk from Andy.

“What can I tell you? Once you have a taste of this, there’s no going back.” He winks, rushing to pull off his shirt and pants to race over to Harper.

“You go on ahead. I’ll stay here and watch over our things,” Abbie says, sitting on the ground, next to Andy’s discarded clothes.

“Are you sure you don’t want to take a dip?”

She shakes her head, frowning as she looks over to the other guys in the group, who are currently dunking each other’s heads underwater. Aside from Andy, Lucas, and maybe Chris, I wouldn’t trust those guys further than I could throw them, either, so I get why Abbie prefers to keep her distance.

I, on the other hand, would love nothing more than to swim my worries away. Hence why I quickly take off my clothes, leaving only my tank top and panties on, and rush over to the pebbled shore before diving into the lake. When I break the surface, I feel exhilarated, all my previous concerns and grievances washing away with the cool water.

“What the hell does he think he’s doing?” I hear Lucas say, in concern.

I turn around to see what everyone is gawking at, only to find Elias in his boxer shorts, climbing up the rocks that lead to the very top of the waterfall.

“God, he’s hot,” Harper blurts out.

“Babe!” Andy says, feigning hurt.

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