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She failed.
Arabella stripped off her life jacket as soon as she got into the boat and
June’s eyes were drawn there like Arabella had her own magnetic field.
June pulled herself up easily on the ladder and took off her life jacket. So
what if she was wearing her clothes? They’d probably be dry in a few
minutes from the wind and the sun. She went to plop down on her seat in
the front, right at the same time Arabella bent over to snatch the life jacket
from the bottom of the boat. June got an eyeful of Arabella’s breasts. The
nipples were beaded, hard through the damp bikini top.
It was like getting punched in the face, and June nearly stumbled back.
She tried to tear her eyes away, and then Arabella turned. Giving her a
distinct and clear view of her bottom.
Apparently, Summer was also looking. And she spotted it at the same
time that June did.
“Oh shit,” Summer groaned, but there was far too much pleasure in her
voice. “I said there were no leaches, but they were happy to be prove me
wrong.”
Arabella screeched. “Where? How do we get it off you? Show me! I’ve
never seen one before.”
June debated throwing herself back into the cold water to knock some
sense into herself before Summer noticed that she’d been checking Arabella
out all day. She couldn’t do that in the future. For a thousand reasons.
Summer actually choked back her smile. June was proud of her for
making the effort. “Oh, it’s not on me,” Summer said smoothly. “It’s
actually stuck to your behind.”
Chapter 7
Arabella
It wasn’t just because it was hot out that Arabella couldn’t sleep. Though
the cabin did have the small window air conditioner, relief didn’t reach into
the small bedroom at the back. The room was basically a closet, but she’d
