LOOK AWAY!
But I could not. I watched in awe as he began coming out of the water like a god.
A shiver ran down my spine, reaching down there where it ached and pulsed. My legs curled tightly, and suddenly I was holding onto the tree to steady myself.
Look away.
The water slid lower on him, his waist slowly becoming bare. I should have shut my eyes, but I was so smitten I could not. My mouth hung open, and at this moment I was probably drooling.
Then the water passed his waist, and I caught sight of the pants he wore. Relief washed through me that he was not entirely naked, but somehow my lips pouted. Oh, come on. Had you expected to watch him naked?
He stepped fully out of the water, all muscle and wet skin, and I felt my legs wobble.
"Isabel," he called, looking straight at me.
A rush of sensation traveled through me, and suddenly I darted out, taking the basket with me.
