The waning moon reflected on the pool of water. Barefoot, she took slow steps back as the water rose slowly over her hipbone to rest against the line of her ribs. She sucked in a breath as the cool water lapped through her shirt. The temperature quickly forgotten as the hairs lifted along her bare arms, where she’d rolled the sleeves up. Her hair had been pulled into a bun at the base of her neck and she stared with wide eyes as Jason slowly, deliberately closed the distance between them. Behind him, the constant crescendo of water falling against the rocks threw gentle spray over them. But her gaze narrowed on the man as he body responded to the intensity of his gaze.
Stood upon a smooth rock below the surface, Sastra moved her hands in the water, balancing herself as her heart threaten
