Page 47 of Beyond The Break

What could he possibly want so badly that it can't wait?

I pray to everything that is good in this world that he goes back inside when he can’t find us on the beach. I don't want therest of the team to think I'm distracted. I lower myself back down and turn to look at her, my stomach dipping and diving as I watch her shimmy her top half out of her wet suit, revealing her completely naked back, water droplets running down her soft skin.

“Fuck,” I groan, falling back against the ledge, defeated at the sight of her.

She glances at me over her shoulder. “What?”

I don’t say anything as I allow my eyes to roam her body, memorizing every beauty spot on her back.

“Use your words,” she says, throwing my words from earlier back at me.

“I’m trying really hard to stay away from you, sunshine, but you’re not making it easy.”

Her gaze crashes into mine, and the world blurs around us.

God. Those eyes.

Her green eyes remind me of the forest, of fresh leaves blooming in spring, of the emerald ring my father gave to my mother when he proposed. Her eyes are hypnotizing, and I don’t even try to look away.

I watch those eyes dip toward my mouth as her tongue darts out and traces her pink bottom lip.

“It’s nothing you haven’t already seen,” she says, bringing her eyes back up to mine.

I reach out and gently turn her around to face me, tugging her towards me by the waist. My gaze travels across her body, the golden glow of the sun highlighting the edges of her curves and I feel my control slipping.

Those fucking curves.

“I definitely haven’t seen these.” My eyes are focused on her breasts, and I fight with the urge to pop one into my mouth.

“What are we doing?” she whispers breathlessly, as she steps in between my legs, my hands resting on her hips and her hands on my shoulder.

“Something we probably shouldn’t be doing,” I mumble, tracing circles across her bare skin before looking back into her beautiful almond shaped eyes.

Her soft skin is glowing in the sunlight as I admire the freckles scattered across her face and watch as she leans into my touch, her eyes fluttering shut. My thumb traces across her soft bottom lip and I finally allow myself to give in to her temptation.

“Fuck it,” I mumble.

She’s not going to stop being a distraction, so I might as well allow myself to get distracted just this once. Standing up, I walk her backwards until her back hits the wall, warm water pouring onto us both, soaking my hair.

I tilt her chin up, forcing those beautiful eyes to meet mine again, as she releases a soft breath. As she looks up at me I lean in for the kiss but a hard bang on the shower door has her abruptly shoving me away just before my lips touch hers.

It was the longest and shortest three second buildup of my life.

“Knock, knock, please put your clothes back on and open the door.” Zale sings from the other side.

I make a mental note to kick his ass for ruining the almost-kiss. I was so close to finally getting her out of my system.

She quickly zips her wetsuit back up and I open the door, careful to keep my hard-on hidden, as I watch Zale’s curious expression morph into a mischievous grin when he spots Eliana over my shoulder.

“Well, well, well, isn’t this just the biggest surprise of the century,” he says, grinning widely as he rubs his hands together.

“You’ve got this all wrong,” she says panicked, rushing forward to stand beside me.

“I don’t think I do,” he responds, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. “I wouldn’t have even thought to check for you twoover here if it wasn’t for the steam floating out of what I always thought was a storage shed.” he says, pointing at the shower.

He tries to poke his head inside and look around, but I grab his shirt by the collar and walk out of the stall, shoving him backward.

“Hey, easy now,” he says, holding his hands up in front of him, palms facing me.

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