His eyes were cool and compassionate and staring into them calmed her. She was coming to rely on his presence. When he left, her heart might shatter. Her gaze drifted down to his bare torso. It was a very nice torso. Broad and hard with rippling abdominals. He lifted his beer to his mouth and she watched his rough hand gripping the bottle. His biceps flexed with the motion.
She jumped off the chaise. “Ready for a swim?” She didn’t wait for his answer and, instead, strode to the pool and dove in. The cool water flowed over her. It felt like heaven.
Hans jumped in after her, surfaced, and grinned. He shook his head, scattering water droplets.
She turned away to hide her expression. She didn’t want to be attracted to him. To her friend. She had never felt so comfortable with anyone since Gran died. Hans, as a friend, was more important than her sexual urges. Even if it had been forever. She’d just have to push her feelings aside, especially since they didn’t mean anything. It was just attraction.
For her friend.
Snippet from Broken Lynx, Hotel Safari Book 4
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