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When she comes back down, she’s in a green tropical print one-piece with shorts on. She turns, and I about swallow my tongue. The back hooks at the top of her shoulder blades, then laces up from the bra strap to down under her shorts.

I walk over to her, and sure enough, hanging out the bottom of her shorts is the yellow string tying her suit together.

“You’re really trying to kill me here, babe. I’m already contemplating cancelling, but I don’t want to. Then you come down in this scrap of fabric that’s going to have me hard as fuck the rest of the day.”

She dances away from me and smiles as she bends over, showing me her ass as she slips on her green Converse. I’m fucking lost for this girl.

I move up behind her and press my hard cock into her backside, and she moans.

“Save it for later, big boy,” she coos before wiggling her hips and moving away from me.

I grab the bag I packed for us, and we head out to the Jeep.

We make it to the marina where Walker chartered a boat.

“Where are we going?” She looks at me, and for the first time, I see trepidation in her eyes.

Her arms are folded across her chest, shielding herself. Her leg bounces anxiously, and I know she’s moments away from an anxiety attack. We saw a specialist, who she’s talking to and working through some issues with.

I reach into my bag for a piece of sour candy and hand it to her. She opens it immediately and takes a quick bite. It’s one of the tools she uses to refocus her thoughts.

“Baby, we’re going snorkeling out at the lighthouse. You love the water, and I hate that you fear it now. Come on.” I get out of the Jeep and grab my bag. By the time I reach her side, she’s calmer and takes my hand.

“Thank you,” she says as I lead her to the slip where the boat is. Otto, Walker, Hanna, and her parents are all waiting for us. Walker and Hanna’s boys have life jackets on and are bouncing with excitement.

We set off. Once we reach our destination, the captain puts up the dive flag, and everyone gears up.

I stand with Presley, holding her hand, as she jumps off the dive platform. When she comes up, she’s got a smile on her face, and her eyes are bright.

I was right about her suit, it’s worse than I thought. Her hip is exposed through the ties, and I’m seriously considering taking her away from the boat to have my way with her.

She dives under, and her ass comes up. I follow along behind her. She points out different fish, and we both wear ourselves outbefore swimming back to the boat where the others are waiting for us.

We enjoy a late lunch together and then head back to Key West. Presley hasn’t stopped smiling. When she tips her head back, letting the wind blow across her face, I lean over and kiss her cheek. She squeezes my hand, and I know in this moment, I’m falling in love with this woman.

Presley

My body feels light, and I’m calm for what feels like the first time in weeks. I look over to Ham as he drives us back home. Today was perfect.

“Thank you so much for not giving up on me. Today was exactly what I needed.” I reach over and touch his thigh. He turns to look at me.

“Baby, I’m never giving up on you. Ever,” he says, looking me directly in the eye, his chin lowered a bit and his tone firm.

I can feel words I don’t want to say yet right there at the surface. I’m about to say something when Ham’s whole demeanor changes. His fists clench around the steering wheel, and the leather lets out a small groan. His muscles flex, and I follow his gaze. Sitting in front of his house are the agents I’ve been avoiding for two weeks.

“Stay here, babe,” Ham orders as he pulls into the driveway.

I reach across and hold on to his arm. “It’s okay, honey. I need to talk to them. I can’t hide away from the truth.”

“Okay, but we do this together.”

“Yes.”

The agents meet us at the back of the Jeep.

“I guess you needed to talk.” Ham grits out.

“There was another body.”

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