Hollows In Time (✔️) | 'Hollows' Book Ⅱ

Chapter Eighty-Eight

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I couldn't help but gawk at Jameson's physique. And he hadn't even got his jeans off yet. When it looked as if he noticed me staring, I cleared my throat and stripped off my socks.

I gathered the fabric of jumper before deciding that I wanted to take off my jeans first.

Seeing my hesitation, Jameson looked up and said, "I can turn around if you want." Of course, even when he had the chance to see me with less clothes on, he would choose to be the gentleman.

I smiled. "Relax, JJ, I'm not getting naked. And you'll have to look at me eventually if you're going to teach me to swim." I told him. He looked away, and it was soon his turn to clear his throat.

I unbuttoned my jeans and slipped them off, outstretching my arm and handing them to Jameson when I was done. He accepted them wordlessly and without looking at me as he added his jeans to the pile too. Like me, he had his swim shorts on underneath. Unlike me, he wasn't freaking out because of that.

I gathered the fabric of my jumper again and had just enough time on my hands to see Jameson turn back and accidentally glance at me before the jumper covered my vision. Damnit, Sky. What's with your timing?

I yanked the jumper over my head and off my body. My vision was freed as my hair fell out of the jumper and down to my back. All the strength he had once had to not look at me completely faded, as I now had his full attention. And his eyes told it all.

I must have a lot more control than I suspected, because I didn't throw myself at him. Instead, I reached up and unclasped my necklace before handing it to him. He tore his eyes off me and went to take the necklace. The simple brushing of his hand against mine even needed restraint.

I snatched my hand away, giving Jameson just enough time to secure my necklace in his hand.

He turned, but this time he looked at me. "Shall we?" He asked, gesturing to the ladder into the pool.

I stared at it. "You first." I said, watching him give me suspicious glance, as if I would bolt if he got in first.

He got to the bottom and moved in the water so that I could see that it only came up to his mid lower leg. With this in mind, I descended the ladder and tried not to slip. Jameson watched me the entire time, even if he was trying to do it sneakily.

He held out his hands for me to hold and I accepted them gratefully as I walked through the water until we stood inches apart. He shot me an encouraging smile before he guided me out into the deeper end. I could do nothing but follow his guidance—I trusted him, even if I was scared out of my mind.

When I was waist deep in the water, Jameson let my hands go and continued walking. I watched him go with a, probably, terrified expression. When he had made a considerable distance between us, he turned to look at me. Seeing my expression, he smiled reassuringly at me.

"Now swim." He called. I stared at him. Swim? What swim?

"Are you forgetting the reason why I nearly died, JJ?" I asked, my flippant attitude getting the better of me as I grew even more nervous.