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*PREVIEW(CH. 20)*
I slipped my wedges off, set them on a flat rock, then hesitated just long enough to feel him watching me. The water hit my ankles and stole my breath in a shocking gasp, racing up my legs like electricity. I laughed despite myself, wading in deeper until the water lapped at my waist, then my ribs.
I stopped short.
"Oh. This is-"
"Cool?"
he guessed, grinning like he'd won something.
"Thought you would like that."
I watched Elijah from the bank, my arms crossed over my chest. The man just kicked off his boots and shrugged out of his shirt, tossing it aside like he'd done this a hundred times and was finally letting someone see.
"Last chance to back out,"
he chided lightly, reaching for his belt.
"Whoa there, Captain,"
I laughed, running my hands through the crystal water.
He kicked off his jeans and shucked his shirt in one fluid motion, standing there in nothing but his charcoal-grey boxers, his skin glowing like burnished gold against the spray of the falls.
The late afternoon light caught every scar, every corded muscle in a way that made the air feel dangerously thin.
"What's the matter, sexy?"
he challenged, his voice cutting through the mist.
"Barely one afternoon in the woods and you're already ready to audition for Naked and Afraid."
I shot back, my eyes doing a slow, appreciative crawl up his body.
He just stepped into the shallow edge, his feet displacing the clear, cold water. Then, he turned slowly, his thumb hooking through the elastic hem of his underwear, tugging it just low enough to show the V of his hips.
"I can get naked,"
he murmured, his voice a low, seductive vibration that rivaled the waterfall.
"But who's gonna be afraid? You?"
His eyes were dark, hooded with a hunger that was purely predatory as he edge the elastic down further, showing off that inky tuft peeking through.
"I can put on a whole show for you, if you like. No cameras out here."