![]() ![]() These thoughts were not mine….they were Cammie’s-damn her. It was just a faint crescent moon, but somehow it made him look dangerous-in a sexy way. There was a scar at the corner of his right eye that I had never noticed before. “You threatened to tell the school newspaper that I was the reason you missed the shot, Drake.” He was way too close for comfort now. “Blackmail is such a harsh word,” he said, swimming closer. I wanted to crush that twinkle and kick him where it hurt. Our ‘relationship’,” I snickered, “is based on dares and blackmail.” “I thought our relationship was about honesty,” he smiled. I submerged myself under the water until only my head was visible. “Can you not make it so obvious that you’re looking?” I felt violated. “Nice lace,” he smirked, eyeing me without shame. He dodged and circled around to where I was treading water. “To your fun,” I toasted him with my sopping wet clothes and then threw them at his head. ![]()
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