Page 67 of Knot My Band: Part One
With Dax’s grudging agreement, we all move to get dressed. I go to my bunk, pull a wrapped present out, and follow Oli into her nest.
“I got you something.” I hand it to her, and her eyes light up.
“You did?”
“Open it.”
She rips the paper off, and my alpha preens at providing for his mate. Getting her a gift satisfies me.
She pulls out the soft, sunflower-yellow bikini and rubs it against her cheek.
“I thought it was bright, like you,” I admit.
“It’s so soft. I love it. Thank you, Chase!”
Oli goes up on her toes but can’t quite reach my lips. I lean down and close the difference, savoring her taste.
Strawberries explode across my tongue as I lick into her mouth before sucking on her lower lip.
It takes all my restraint to pull back and press my forehead to hers. “If we don’t stop, we won’t make it for our date.”
She sighs. “You better go then so I can get changed.”
Once everyone is dressed, we go.
It doesn’t take long before we arrive at a secluded lake, the Michigan sun casting a shimmering glow over the water’s surface.
“Wow,” I breathe out, stepping onto the boat we’ve rented for the day.
It’s a small speed boat, perfect for five people, and what I have planned. For a second, I’m worried she would have preferred a yacht or something nicer, but of course, she fixes that.
“Isn’t this just perfect?” Oli exclaims, spinning around on the deck, arms wide open as if to embrace the entire scene. Her enthusiasm is infectious, and even Dax can’t help but let a genuine smile slip through his grumpy facade.
The boat hums to life beneath us, and we ease away from the dock, cutting a smooth path across the glassy water. Everything is serene here—the only sounds are the gentle lapping of waves against the hull and the occasional call of birds overhead. It’s a stark contrast to the roar of crowds and the relentless pulse of music that usually surrounds us.
“You know how to drive a boat, Chase?” Oli asks me from her spot near me.
I nod with a cocky smile.
“I wouldn’t let him drive you if he didn’t, baby girl,” Jack says.
I lean over and punch him.
Jack wraps an arm around Oli and pulls her close. Aiden takes her other side, and Dax sits near the front.
I pick up speed. The sun is warm on my skin, and Oli’s laughter dances over the water.
“There should be a cooler with some drinks,” I say over my shoulder.
Aiden and Jack both rush to grab one for Oli, making her giggle.
“I’ll take one of the lime ones, please,” Oli tells them.
Aiden hands her one before Jack can. Then, they serve the rest of us.
“What made you think of this, Chase?” Oli asks.
I stop the boat over a deeper area. “I looked up things to do during a Michigan summer, and this came up first!”
