Chapter 8

They lay soaking up the sun for about thirty minutes. Chase watched Rowan’s throat as he gulped down the bottled water. He wondered if that is what he’d look like swallowing dick. Stop that. You’re not ready for that yet. As cliché as it sounds, I want him to respect me in the morning, and he won’t if I put out tonight.

Chase looked at the water and decided it looked inviting. “Do you want to hit the water?” he asked Rowan.

“Sure, you go ahead, I’ll put our wallets in the car, I already put the valet key in the cooler.” Rowan was back in less than five minutes and like two kids, they ran into the waves holding hands.