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By the time they pulled back up to shore, Maya’s pulse was still racing-and not from the jet
ski.
Damien killed the engine with a smooth flick, then twisted slightly to look at her.
“You alright?”
She nodded, trying not to stare at the way his back flexed as he moved.
“1-yeah. That was…”
“Fun?” His voice was low, teasing.
Sinful, she almost said. Instead, she gave a breathless little laugh. “Yeah. Fun.”
He dismounted easily, water sluicing off his legs as he waded to the shore, then turned back
and offered his hand.
Maya hesitated a moment before taking it. His fingers curled around hers, strong and warm, sending a fresh jolt of heat through her chest.
“You’re trembling,” he murmured, helping her off the jet ski.
“I’m not-” Her protest was cut off as she stepped into the shallow water and nearly lost her balance.
“Ah-!”
Damien caught her instantly, arms around her waist as she stumbled forward-straight into his bare chest.
Her hands landed against his skin. Hot. Wet. Solid.
They both froze.
The waves lapped at their ankles, gentle and rhythmic, but the air between them had gone completely still.
Her hair was dripping. Her cheeks were flushed. She was pressed flush against him, and for a single suspended second, neither of them moved.
Then-
“LOOK OUT!”
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A wave crashed against them, hard and sudden. Maya yelped as she lost her footing, toppling forward and taking Damien with her.
They hit the wet sand in a tangled heap-her straddling his waist, hands splayed on his chest, her soaked bikini clinging to every curve.
Damien groaned softly, blinking up at her as water dripped from her hair onto his face.
“Are you trying to kill me?”
Her eyes widened.
“Oh my God-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-‘
But his hands were already at her hips, steadying her. Holding her.
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me right now,” he muttered under his breath.
An unexpected thrill surged through her, warm and wild, tightening her grip on the moment.
She was fully aware of how indecent this looked. Her knees on either side of him. The heat of his body between her thighs. Her soaked bikini top barely hiding her already-heated skin. Her life jacket had loosened in the fall. She could feel the tremor in his hands.
This was not how this was supposed to go.
But she couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t stop staring at the hunger in his eyes.
“MAYA!” Harper’s voice called from a distance. “Are you guys making out or drowning?!”
They both blinked.
Maya scrambled off him with a mortified gasp, grabbing at her loosened vest.
“I-We-Nothing happened!”
Damien let out a low, amused breath and sat up, wiping the water from his face. His eyes met hers, and though he said nothing, the look said everything.
If we were alone, I wouldn’t have let you up so fast.
Harper came jogging over, grinning like the devil. “You okay?”
Maya nodded too quickly.
“Yeah. Just… slipped.”
Ashcroft arrived a few steps behind, raising a brow at the sight of Damien still shirtless-
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sand clinging to his skin, hair dripping, eyes dark with something unspoken-as Maya flushed every possible shade of pink.
“Slipped, huh?” he drawled.
Harper didn’t miss a beat.
“Slipped… and straddled.”
“Shut up,” Maya hissed, mortified.
Damien stood and brushed the sand from his hands. Calm. Cool. Collected-except for the way his gaze lingered on her one last time before he turned toward the towels.
It wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.
And Maya felt it-in every part of her still-throbbing body.
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