Picture Perfect

didn’t know before. I want to take you, my dad, your dad, and Cole. Wouldn’t that be epic?”
    Pulling back, she gave a laugh. It sounded hollow and I just knew that meant she didn’t believe me. FUCK. Did she really think I was such a man-whore that I made random offers like that to any girl that happened to be in close proximity? I realized right then that I had a lot of work to do to woo Tess.
    I knew that she was worth all the work, so I’d be doing it all with a smile. Gesturing to my bathroom I said, “You can change into your suit in there. I’m going to run into the bathroom next door and throw mine on. I’ll meet you in the living room when you’re finished.”
    After giving me a smile Tess went to her bag and grabbed her suit. It was a turquoise two-piece and I knew right away that I was going to be struggling big time when I got a look at her in it. Grabbing my own suit for the closet, I headed into the guest bath to get into my swim trunks.
    While I waited for Tessa in the living room, I fooled around with my phone and checked my Twitter. I was all about communicating with fans of the band, but my Twitter account was really more about me keeping up with my Gram. I knew that I was biased, but I thought she was one of the funniest people on earth. I laughed out loud when I got to her timeline and saw that she’d tweeted that she was with Pop and was going to be playing with balls for the day – bowling balls, that is. The woman was the queen of the double entendre.
    Getting in on the joke, I responded to her tweet: Watch yourself around all those balls!
    I was still laughing when Tess entered the living room, but my laugh came to a full stop when I saw her standing before me clad in her turquoise bikini. I’d either done something to earn God’s ire and he was torturing me with the perfection in front of me, or I’d done something great in a former life and Tessa was my reward. Either way I had no intention of letting her go.
    The metal circles that held the suit together on each of her hips and between her breasts were hot as hell. My impulse was to go to her and kiss the ever-loving hell out of her, and I decided to do just that.
    I crossed the room in three strides and pulled her into my arms before sliding my lips over hers. She fit into my arms perfectly, even with the height difference. Her lips opened for me, allowing me to plunder her mouth. Nothing had ever felt so real or so right. I’d known that our kiss that night in her hotel room had been amazing, but I don’t think I really realized just how exceptional the way we came together actually was until we were completely wrapped around one another.
    Now I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that I was in deep. For the first time in my life, I wanted everything that being that immersed in someone meant. I was holding on to Tessa, and I wasn’t going to let go.

Chapter Seventeen

    Flynn could kiss . I can’t even explain how talented he was with his tongue or how intense the feelings were that he was evoking in me. I can only liken it to being caught unexpectedly in a storm and having to learn to swim.
    Flynn was in charge, and I was stunned to realize that I trusted him just enough to navigate us forward. I’d never given anyone such control over me, but I couldn’t seem to help myself where he was concerned.
    He devoured me with his mouth, the room filled with the sounds of us kissing and moaning. Rising on my tiptoes, I ran my fingers through his hair as I arched against him. It was probably the worst idea humanly possible to put Flynn and me together in a room as close to naked as we could be. So much of our skin was touching that it was hard to breathe.
    I felt us moving and instinctively knew he was taking me to the couch. The way he laid me down was so tender that it made my heart melt. He treated me as though I was spun glass and I was not accustomed to that. I’d always found guys to be pushy and overly aggressive, but Flynn wasn’t like that at all. I didn’t quite know what to think about that.
    Having him on top of me was even more intense than kissing standing up. There was no part of me that wasn’t touching some part of him and it felt ridiculously good. Better than any schoolgirl fantasy I’d had of him without a doubt.
    It was like awakening to an alternate reality. My body came to life in a way that I’d never experienced, and I clung to Flynn for dear life as he navigated us through the new strange land