Brant
I heard the splash of water—the unmistakable sound of someone struggling. Drowning. I ran to the backyard and toward the pool. That’s when I saw Sable, sinking. She was in the water, motionless.
I didn’t think. I just jumped in.
The cold hit me hard as I swam, but I pushed through it, cutting through the water toward her. My arms wrapped around her—her soft, warm skin beneath the dress she wore tonight. The one that had made my chest tighten when I first saw her in it. The one that made it impossible not to stare. She looked so damn sexy in it.
Now, soaked and limp, she felt terrifyingly weightless in my arms.
I pulled her to the edge and hauled her out, laying her gently on the poolside. Climbing out, dripping and gasping, I knelt beside her and immediately started CPR. I tilt
