Free Chasing the Sun (A Rebound Novella Book 2) by Nikki Mathis Thompson Page A

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    It was a hot Saturday afternoon and they were poolside at his apartment complex. Trey untied the string around her neck as he rubbed in small, methodical circles.
    “Don’t forget my neck, please. I don’t want to get freckles.”  
    “Uh, kinda too late for that.”
    She slapped his leg. “Okay, more freckles…now rub!”
    He obeyed and put the small amount that remained on his hands over the requested spot. He pulled the strings from her fingers and tied them. The urge to lay a kiss on her shoulder was pushed aside with gritted teeth..  
    He refused to put his dick in more than one basket. He had his hands full with Rory, who he’d been seeing almost every night since their first rehearsal that ended in Jack and hot sex. He was getting plenty of action, so he was curious why he would think those thoughts around Trey.  
    Half naked girl reflex?
    Maybe because the last time he’d rubbed her skin he was pumping furiously inside her. He shook his head in an attempt to snap out of it. Must have been all the testosterone running through his system.  
    “There you go.”  
    He stood up and walked to the edge of the pool. Time to cool off. He sat on the lip and could feel the hot stones through his swim shorts, so the cool water on his feet was a refreshing contrast.
    “How are rehearsals going?” Trey called from her lawn chair.
    “Pretty good. I think I’ll be fine by next week.” He kept his tone casual, very casual.  
    He was pretty sure Trey was in the dark and the guilt gnawed at him. He didn’t want her to know about the sex part, but he felt he was lying by omission. Trey was just his friend, but women got their feelings hurt about things like that and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt Trey. Not that he thought she wanted to have sex with him again. She’d made it very clear that their shared orgasm was a one time event.  
    “I haven’t seen you at the bar. Have you been practicing every night?”
    “Pretty much.”
    “Does that mean your gonna sing one with her?”
    “If it’s ready I might.” He slid into the water and turned towards her, leaning his chin on his arms. Trey had a magazine on her lap and a large jug of water in her hand. She raised her large white sunglasses onto the top of her head so they were surrounded by her wild nest of dark curls. He let himself admire her small nose and high cheek bones…long lashes around light green eyes. She really was pretty.  
    “I hope so, Ian. And just think, you don’t live here, so even if you screw the pooch you never have to see them again.” She flashed him an innocent smile and he splashed her violently, causing her to screech and jump to her feet.
    “Don’t you know better than to fuck with a Jewish girl from Texas?” She threw her shades to the side and ran towards him. She launched herself over his head. Her small cannonball was surprisingly effective, he thought as he wiped the chlorinated water from his eyes.  
    Right when she broke the surface and caught a breath he dunked her. She swam in the opposite direction and came up again.
    “Ian Radcliffe, you’re an asshole!” she said, laughing.  
    She started coughing and Ian came to her and thumped her upper back roughly.
    “Can you breathe?” he yelled, continuing his assault. She turned and shoved him in the chest. When she went in for another shove he grabbed Trey’s wrists and pulled her to him.  
    Her skin was slippery and cool. Her breath was heavy from their water aerobics making her chest heave, which pressed her lusciously full tits into his chest. He was a guy, there was no way not to notice. A drop of water trickled down her cheek and he watched it plummet from her chin. He was close enough to notice there was water clinging to her full lashes making them seem like they were dipped in ink.
    Her breathing slowed and she pulled her top lip between her teeth.
    “Are you finished?” he asked.
    She nodded silently. He wanted to pull her between his