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I groaned at his playful insult and pushed his shoulder. “I already put some on, thank you very much. SPF ninety.”
“Holy shit. They make one that heavy duty?”
“Skin cancer isn’t a joke,” I said, waggling my finger. “Do you want me to rub some on your back?”
“Any excuse to cop a feel.”
My cheeks exploded in waves of embarrassment, and I turned away, stalking off.
“Jade, wait!”
Shit, I was crushing on him. Completely and totally salivating over Ryan’s rock-hard body. Speaking of rock hard… My mind instantly went to his cock and what it would be like to…
“Jade.” Ryan grabbed my arm and pulled me around. “I didn’t mean… It’s only been a week since you and Hunter…”
He was squirming, and what a sight it was. Completely satisfying if you asked me.
“Who?” I blinked, fluttering my eyelashes at him.
He snorted and shook his head.
“I haven’t thought about him or what he did for a few days now,” I said. “You know who’s to thank for that?” I jabbed my finger at him. “You.”
His lips curved upward. Shit, now I was thinking about his lips.
“So you got me here and in my bathers no less,” I went on. “Where’s this water slide? Quick, before I lose my nerve.”
“This way.”
He looped his arm through mine, leading me through the park. We passed a carousel packed with toddlers and their parents, a water playground for younger kids, a splash zone, a mini roller coaster, and even a Ferris wheel.
“This one,” Ryan declared, pointing upward.
Shielding my eyes, I stared at the massive platform he’d gestured to. Connected to it was a wide and rather long slide that rose up and down in a wiggly line. It was called The Aqua Racer. There were six separate lanes where people raced against one another to see who could get to the bottom the fastest.
I stared up at the giant water slide and began to squirm. It was a long way up…and a long way down.
“It’s easy, see?” Ryan said, pointing to some kids who were riding mats. They screamed and laughed as they descended in a shower of water, skidding to a halt at the end.
There were no pools of water to fall into, so no risk of drowning. It didn’t look so bad…apart from the sign that said Warning! High Speeds Ahead! In big red letters, no less.
“Er…” I began.
“We can always go on the Gold Rush Rapids,” Ryan said. “I know how much you like tubing.”
“No, this is good.” I grasped his hand and led him up to the top of the tower.
We waited in line as a group went down before us. I watched them fly down to the bottom, fidgeting nervously. It looked different from up here. Higher than it had below.
“Next,” the attendant said, waving us forward.
Taking a mat, I mimicked what the kids before us had done. Lying on my stomach, I grasped the handles and glanced at Ryan.
“Eyes on the prize, Forsyth,” he said.
“What do I get if I win?”
“What do you get?” he scoffed. “What do I get?”
