“June!” Summer yelled. “Take those off! Come on!”
Arabella zipped up the life jacket. When June turned around, the other
woman was standing right behind her, her breasts pushed up from the tight
life jacket, her long legs on display. Her hair swirled around her shoulders,
and when she bit down on her bottom lip nervously again, June’s legs
turned to jelly.
She needed to get her ass into the water before she freaking melted just
looking at Arabella. In high school, her meanness had ruined her prettiness,
but now… She was older, more mature, seemingly much nicer, and she was
smoking hot; totally sexy.
And June’s employee.
There was also a high chance, like somewhere in the ballpark of one
hundred percent, that Arabella was straight.
“Get in here!” Summer roared, splashing water playfully.
While June was trying to catch her breath and calm the riot of sensations
storming through her body, Arabella went to the side of the boat. She stood
there for just a second before she put one foot up on the side and gracefully
leaped off. She hit the water in a pencil dive, plugging her nose, and hardly
made so much as a ripple.
June took the opportunity to turn her back and let out a small groan of
frustration. She could literally kill Summer for bringing temptation
incarnate with them. She could also kick her own ass for getting all hot and
bothered over someone who wasn’t in her league, used to be crazy horrible
to her, and wasn’t even a lesbian. June never did things like that. She didn’t
just find random people attractive. Not in the steal your breath, make you
gasp, swallow your own tongue, hyperventilate kind of way.
Maybe she was overheating. Her brain was probably getting scrambled in
her own head due to the sun. If that was the case, Summer was probably
right. A cool dip would fix everything.
There was no way June was shedding her tank and shorts. She was too