Julian’s POV
She turned to me so damn slow, like every inch was a fight she was losing.
Her eyes hit mine and I almost looked away. They were wide, furious, wet with tears she’d never let fall in front of me. Jealousy, hurt, want, all of it burned there. Her lips were trembling even though she was trying to keep them in that hard line.
I just stared back, couldn’t help it. My eyes were red, bloodshot and stinging from the whiskey and the smoke, yeah. My c**k was throbbing under the water, heavy and hard already.
We didn’t say a word.
Words would’ve broken whatever this feeling was.
Then she moved.
Her legs were shaking, I could see it, those little tremors in her thighs. Water rippled around her hips like even the pool was nervous.
I stayed still, my heart slamming against my rib
