Page 107 of Honey Undone
“He’s got a point,” Van said next, rolling back and causing Zoey to lose her balance laughing. She held her glass up, impressively not spilling a drop as her boyfriend darted after Cael, only pausing to haul Dean up by the back of his shirt.
Dean stumbled backward but followed, bravely flipping off Arlo as he went. Josh laughed gently as the shirt slapped him in the face but rose from his spot and followed the boys outside.
“Sorry Cap, it’s kinda funny,” Josh said as he disappeared. Both Zoey and Clem were gone before Arlo could stop them and Ella scrambled away from him forcing him to get up and join the fun.
“You too hot shot,” I nudged Jensen in the sudden quiet.
“If I’m going, you’re going,” he smirked, moving too fast for me to stop him as he scooped me off the floor and started toward the back door. The cool night air hit my face, and I instantly curled against his chest with a deep laugh that rumbled his chest. “You started this.” The warning was loud as he flipped me over his shoulder to navigate the stairs, his hand pressed up my shorts against my ass.
“I didn’t think they’d all get up and get naked!” I giggled, pushing against his back.
"That is exactly when you knew they would do, you're just trying to catch a peak of Arlo!" Jensen dug his fingers into my skin and made me squeal.
“How are you even upright? It’s pitch black outside!”
“We know this path in our sleep, now stop wiggling.” He gave me a squeeze.
Even backwards, it was easy to tell when the lake came into view because the moon reflected off it and turned everything a hazy blue color along the tree line. Jensen set me down on the dock and kicked off his shorts. I could hear bodies hitting the water behind me but with his eyes on me nothing else needed my attention.
“You guys take everything way too seriously,” I whispered but lifted the hem of my tank top.
“Get in the water Adeline.” His voice was low and commanding, stepping toward me, I took a step back. Water splashed as two more people took the dive and everyone's light, tipsy laughter echoed across the surface. Jensen’s gaze was predatory. “Shorts too. This was your idea.”
“Did Arlo get naked?” I whispered and his jaw ticked but his eyes flickered over my shoulder.
“Yes,” he grumbled. “You even got Harbor’s grouchiest dickhead to have fun. Now, get in the water,” he said, snapping each word as I rolled my shorts off. I wrapped my arm around my chest and smiled at him. Stepping back again my heels balanced off the side of the dock and I hung there for a second letting the cold air nip at my skin to cool the heat from Jensen’s admiration.
“Okay, okay!” I giggled, pushing off my toes and jumping in. The dark water swallowed me whole as I sank beneath the surface. I went limp for a second and enjoyed the muffled silence before kicking up for air.
“Careful,” a hand wrapped around my bicep pulling me away from the dock as Jensen backed up from the shore. I swam backward a little, falling in beside Ella and Van who had enough sense to warn me.
“What is he doing?” I asked, looking at Van.
“Showing off.” He laughed, slapping the water. “Does your dick shrink when you're nervous Jenny or is that just normal?” He teased loudly and Jensen laughed uncontrollably but took off at a run to the end of the dock.
Pushing off his toes he curled into an impressive front flip and hit the water with a massive splash of water. He broke the surface, shaking his head around violently like a dog and spraying water everywhere with a crooked smile on his handsome face.
I loved when he showed off.
SARAH
“Morning,” I said, wandering into the kitchen to find Ella and Zoey at the island with their noses in mugs of something that smelled incredible.
“Do you need this too?” An unfamiliar warm voice called to me and I turned the corner to fully access the kitchen to see Coach Cody standing in a sleeveless tank, a pair of Hornets sweats and his shaggy hair pressed beneath a hat. For a forty-something year old man he sure was in good shape. The rising sunlight pouring through the massive kitchen windows back lit his strong frame and it took me a whole fifteen seconds of observation before I remembered he had asked me a question.
“Oh yeah, thank you,” I said, reaching out for the mug he was holding.
“Coach is making pancakes,” Zoey mumbled, setting her head on the counter.
“You know you’re supposed to get drunk on the wedding night, not before.” He said with a hearty chuckle and went back to cutting fruit on the island next to Ella.
“Hey I’m just sleepy, not hungover…” Ella defended herself. “They got Arlo drunk and in turn…”
“Arlo’s always been a horrible drunk,” Coach mumbled, sliding a bowl of strawberries and mango across the island.
“Van fell off the bed this morning, and he hit the ground so hard it woke me up an hour before my alarm,” Zoey yawned through her sentence.
“And you?” He asked me.
