Page 41 of Ravished By Her
“Ew.”
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After finishing our little afternoon snack, we went back to our chairs and Lacey admitted that renting them had been a good idea.
“Am I allowed a nap during beach day? Or is that forbidden?” she asked, shoving her feet into the sand.
“Naps are encouraged.” Now that she’d mentioned taking one, I thought about having one myself. Reading would be good too, though. Especially since my book was set at a resort and featured two women attempting to pull off a fake relationship. Plus, there was an adorable hedgehog. What more could you want in a romance, really?
“Great, I’m taking a nap,” Lacey said, pulling her hat off and laying back in her chair.
I stole her hat and put it on my head.
“It’s rude that you look better in my hats than I do,” she said, glancing over at me before laying back again.
“Don’t be a hater,” I said, turning the hat so the bill faced forward and shade my face. I went back to my book, but I allowed myself a few glances over at her. Just quick looks to see if she was still there. Oh, she was there. She was there in all her glory. Reading a sexy book next to a blisteringly attractive woman had to be a bad idea, but here I was. Sneaking looks at my hot client while I read my hot book.
Beach day had no rules, but I was definitely breaking a few of them.
Even though I couldn’t see her eyes, I could tell when Lacey fell asleep. Her whole body relaxed in her chair and I had the feeling that she really needed that nap.
She must have turned her phone off, because I hadn’t heard a message alert or anything come through since we’d been here. Good thinking.
The afternoon turned into evening as I read and let Lacey sleep. I finished my book and sighed happily, looking over to find Lacey sitting up.
“Fuck, how long have I been out?” she asked.
“A while,” I said. The sand around us had steadily cleared out, so now we had our own little oasis.
Lacey sat up with a groan and pulled her sunglasses off to rub her eyes.
“You could have woken me up,” she said, doing a double take when she saw me still wearing her hat.
“I figured you needed the sleep.” I took the hat off and handed it back to her. No doubt I’d made it all sweaty, but she didn’t seem to care as she put it back on and stood up, stretching her arms over her head as I did my best not to openly stare at her.
I failed, but she didn’t seem to notice, so that was a relief.
“I think I’m going in,” she said.
“What?”
She gazed at the ocean and nodded. “I’m going in. I’m not going to let a few sharks scare me.”
“There aren’t any sharks,” I said as I followed her down the sand. The tide had come in while Lacey slept, so the waves were a lot closer. She strode confidently toward them, as if she was ready to make them her bitch.
It was sexy as hell.
“Hold these,” she said, giving me her hat and sunglasses. I took them from her, putting on her hat again and sticking the sunglasses on top.
“Did I tell you that I was state champion in the freestyle?” she asked, looking over at me with a smile.
“No,” I said.
“Let’s see if I still have it.”
Lacey walked right into the ocean without hesitation and dove under the waves as I gasped. She resurfaced, slicking her hair back and then swimming out a bit further before moving parallel to the sand, her arms cutting through the water with precision.
“Oh,” I said to myself as she swam through the ocean like an Olympic champion or something. I followed her path on the sand, so I stayed beside her the whole way down to the end of the beach before she did a flip and went back in the other direction without a pause.