Page 197 of Things Left Unsaid

How his gaze darkens makes me shiver and it has nothing to do with the wind chill.

I must be mad stripping off here, but it feels right.

Like how it’s supposed to unfold.

With our eyes locked, my fingers unfasten my fly. Aside from that, I don’t bother with my jeans yet. I toe out of my sneakers first then drag the denim and my panties down my legs. When I straighten, his jaw’s like obsidian. There’s a tick pinging the muscles there, straining under how hard he’s gritting his teeth.

Deliciously satisfied by that reaction, I unfasten my bra, letting it tumble onto the lakeshore.

Still focused on him, I retreat a step.

And another.

And another.

Not stopping until the water collides with my feet.

I continue, letting myself wade deeper into the lake, grateful that this one is a natural mineral hot spring.

“Are you a chicken, Colt?” I tease.

I swipe my hand across the surface, letting fine droplets skim around me in an arc.

He doesn’t answer my taunt.

At least, not with words.

He toes out of his boots.

I stop messing around.

Nothing’s more interesting than him.

Than what he’s doing.

Than his focus on me.

Than his actions.

My heart pounds like it wants to crack through my ribs as he unbuckles his belt.

There’s nothing decorative about that buckle. Much like the rest of the man. You’d never know he was aKorhonen at first glance.

Then, his fingers are messing with his fly.

Off his jeans go.

Along with his boxer briefs.

My throat bobs as he stands there naked for a millisecond before wading into the water to join me.

Every step he takes brings him closer to me.

Finally, he’s there.

One hand slides around my waist, and the other swoops in at my hip, drawing me into him so that my front slots against his.

There are probably a thousand words we should share, but I don’t have it in me to utter them. Instead, I lean on tiptoe, the warm water slipping over my calves and knees like silk, spreading a chill throughout my extremities when the wind hits me, but it’s easy enough to ignore as our mouths meet again.

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