Page 97 of Wicked Dares
“Eat up. There’s more where that came from.”
I smile and take a big bite of the shrimp. Like the steak, it’s a slice of heaven.
We spend the next hour devouring the food. Not even the crumbs are left by the time we finish. Levi even made another batch of kebabs and steak, which we polished off within minutes.
I’ve never eaten so much in my life—at least not that I can remember.
Just as I’m wondering what we’ll be doing next, Levi presses a button and part of the back deck lowers closer to the water.
My eyes widen as the platform settles just above the surface of the cove.
“Oh my gosh,” I laugh. “This boat is ridiculous.”
A smug grin tugs at his mouth as he grabs a couple of towels from one of the storage benches. Then he looks at me and nods toward the water.
“Alright, Butterfly. We’re going for a swim.”
“Oh no, I can’t swim like that in the sea, and I don’t have any swimming clothes.”
He holds up a finger and smiles. “Yes, you can swim in the sea with me. You’ll be absolutely fine.AndI just happen to have something you can wear.”
“Youjust happento have a bikini on board?”
“I do.”
My jaw clenches as a stab of envy prickles across my skin. “Did someone leave that behind?” I hate to imagine him with some other woman on board doing things like this.
“My sister.”
Damn. I instantly feel foolish for the moment of jealousy. “Oh. Right, your sister.”
“She always leaves a stash of clothes when she comes to visit me. You’re about the same size.”
“And she won’t mind me borrowing her things?”
“Nope. Most of it’s brand new, and she doesn’t even remember they’re here. Go on, get dressed and join me.” He speaks in the same alluring cadence he used to hook me at the club. “You’ll find whatever you need in the closet below deck.”
I smile and stand, nodding. “Alright, give me two minutes.”
He nods.
I make my way below deck, feeling his heated gaze on me.
I hear a big splash when I reach the stairs and assume he’s jumped in.
I find the closet straightaway when I get below deck, and Levi’s right; most of the clothes are brand new. They still have the tags on them.
I change into a navy bikini and tie my hair up on top of my head into a messy bun. Then I head back out.
I head to the swim deck and look for Levi in the water. The breeze stirs the crystal-clear surface, but I don’t see him.
I wait for a moment, wondering if he dived deeper. I lean over the platform, squinting against the sunlight.
“Levi?”
Nothing answers me except the gentle movement of the cove.
A nervous laugh slips out of me as I scan the water again, expecting him to pop up any second.
