In a few seconds, he strips, remaining in black boxer briefs.
My eyes widen, and it’s not only because of his sculpted physique.
Tendrils of fear grip me by the gut as he takes a step back in the direction of the deck.
Even the sky darkens. Gone is the sun from this morning. Huge clouds fill the distance.
“W-what are you doing?” I gawk at him.
“Going for a swim.”
“But it’s freezing!”
He grins in that lopsided way. “Fun, huh?”
“Aiden, don’t.” My voice shakes at the end.
“Do you want to join?” He winks.
“No way in hell.”
“Come on, you know you want to.”
I shake my head violently.
“As you wish.” He lifts a shoulder and before I can say anything, he turns around and takes a dive into the lake.
The toast drops from between my trembling fingers.
My muscles lock together every time he disappears under the water. I stop breathing and only take gulps of air when he resurfaces.
“Join me!” He grins, all wet and exotic and… alive.
He’s alive right now.
But what if the monsters of the lake come after him as they went after Eli? What if —
I shut that voice. “Come out, Aiden.”
He takes one dive after the other, swimming on his side and on his back.
The more he remains in the water, the harder I tremble. Sweat covers my brows and beads on my forehead.
“Come out!” I call, the sound echoing all around us.
He’s not Eli. Not Eli.
He can’t drown when he’s such a good swimmer.
“After one more!” he calls back then takes a dive.
Ten seconds pass.
Twenty.
Thirty.
Oh. God.