Page 79 of Broken Trust
“Barely survived.”
“It was a heroic effort.”
“Do I get a medal?”
“You get hot chocolate.”
She smiles. “Deal.”
When we reach the blanket, she’s still wrapped around me.
She untangles her arms and legs, and I reluctantly set her on her feet.
Her eyes flick down to the boxer briefs clinging to my thighs and then quickly back to mine. “Oh my God, Axle!”
“What? You’ve never seen a dick before?”
“Yes. No. I mean, yes, of course I have. It’s just you’re …”
“Hard. Yeah, that happens when a practically naked woman climbs me like a tree,” I say.
“I didn’t climb you! And I’m not naked.”
My eyes skim down her body. “Close.”
She gasps. “You’re in your underwear.”
“I am. Another sight you should probably get used to. You’re gonna be treating horny little bastards on the circuit, Doc. They’re gonna get hard-ons when you start massaging cramped muscles and shit.”
“What?”
I shrug. “It’s biology. They won’t be able to help it.”
“So, you’re not attracted to me. That”—her eyes glance down to my cock, which is still standing at attention—“is just a reflex?”
I purse my lips as my eyes take her in once again. “Nope. Not attracted in the least.”
Her brows furrow, but I can’t tell if it’s from relief or disappointment.
“Good,” she says. “Sorry about that … situation.”
I shrug. “Just a reflex. It’d go down if you stopped ogling it.”
“I’m not …”
I grin.
“Whatever,” she says as she reaches into her bag and tosses a towel at me.
We dry off and dress quickly before loading up her stuff, and as we walk back to our cabins, side by side, I know one thing for certain.
I’m in trouble.
Jovie
Imake it three steps up the stairs to my cabin before Axle’s voice stops me.
“Hey, Doc.”
