Max winked at me. “Something wrong, man?”
I reached for the non-existent gun at my side, which, obviously, just made him grin harder, as he kept handing out alcohol to parents of toddlers.
Because that was the type of party it was.
Almost everyone was talking about their kids, retirement, stock portfolios, vacation time, and babies.
It was almost too depressing for words.
I had most of those things, but what I’d always wanted…
A family. Babies.
Maddy.
She shared a sideways glance with me.
I reached for her, but she pulled away and ran full speed toward the pool and did a giant cannonball.
People cheered.
While I watched as wet, cold water ran down her curvy body. My gaze was so transfixed on her erect nipples, I was surprised nobody pulled me aside about my current situation of arousal.
Cold water. Fast.
I chased after her, jumped in…
And felt the warm buzz of alcohol fill my veins as I popped up and saw Max follow, nuts first, jumping right on top of me.
I ducked, just in time, so I didn’t get a face full of balls.
The guy only laughed once we both popped up.
I swam to Maddy and tugged her against me. “Stop running.”
“I’m not.” Her breath came out raspy. “I’m just… reliving old times. Isn’t that what you wanted? So we could have closure?”
Why does it feel like she is turning the tables on me?
“Yeah,” I said slowly, “but—”
Her kiss was swift.
Hard.
Fast, and oh, so very punishing.
I plundered her mouth with my tongue like an eager teenager and pinned her against the side of the pool.
Music filled the air from somewhere outside, pounding into my ears the way I wanted to pound into her.
I grinned against her lips as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
And then a shadow, in the shape of Reid, cast over the water and started pouring vodka on our heads from above.
Maddy tilted her head back and opened her mouth, while I leaned in and licked it off her chin.
People cheered.