What Hides Inside: Bay City Paranormal Investigations, Book 2

guts over the side.
Breath a little steadier, Kim said, “My nausea turns you on?”
“Nope. Blowing you got me there, and your ass is keeping things warm.”
Kim let out a shaky laugh. “So was this part of your divemaster training? Ten Methods to Conquer Seasickness?”
“Nah. I thought about being a massage therapist once. Took a course.”
“Why didn’t you stay with it?”
“Changed my mind. Switched majors three times.”
Kim’s body went hard and still against him. “You went to college?”
“I gotta tell you, the surprise in your voice ain’t the kind of flattery that’ll get you another blowjob. I did nine years of it.”
“You make it sound like prison.”
“Nope. Still be there if I could.”
“And why aren’t you?”
“They ran out of interesting courses, and I got tired of breaking in new advisors.”
Shane swore he could feel the muscles shift as Kim arched those eyebrows all the way up to his hairline. Playing Q&A with the arrogant doctor was entertaining, and Shane might have kept it up, but the stewards would be on deck in a bit.
“The engines will stop when we get to the first dive site.” Shane craned his neck and twisted his wrist to get a look at his watch while maintaining the pressure on Kim’s earlobes. “I’d say about seven minutes. Where are your bands?”
“They’re in the cabin.”
“You might want to keep ’em on unless you’re in the water.”
“I think I’ll be all right now.”
“Don’t watch the horizon. Or the water. Just keep lookin’ at the deck.”
“Got it, Scuba Cowboy.”
“What?” But Shane’s hearing was perfectly fine. Coming from the uptight doctor, that was pretty funny and damned fanciful.
Kim didn’t answer, just turned back and gave him that smile, the one that could kick a guy in the guts, unexpected as it was on that sharp, serious face.
“Yeah. Thanks, Doc. I’m thinking you might want to make nice with your right hand since you obviously don’t care if you ever get anything else.”
“Oh, I think I will.”