Selina’s POV
“Come on,” Aaron said, stepping toward the water’s edge. “We came here to swim.”
“I don’t have a swimsuit.”
“Neither do I.” His hands went to the hem of his shirt. “That’s what underwear is for.”
My mouth went dry as he pulled the shirt over his head in one smooth motion.
Moonlight painted his skin silver, highlighting every defined line of muscle across his chest and abdomen. He was built like his brothers…strong, powerful, unmistakably alpha…but there was something leaner about Aaron. More controlled.
He took off his shoes next, then his hands went to the waistband of his joggers.
“Wait…” I said, my voice coming out strangled.
He paused, looking at me with those extremely beautiful, knowing eyes. “What’s wrong?”
“You’re…you can’t just…” I gestured helplessly at him.
