Lake Redstone by J. D. Hollyfield

Lake Redstone by J. D. Hollyfield

Author:J. D. Hollyfield [Hollyfield, J. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: novel
Publisher: J.D. Hollyfield
Published: 2019-07-20T04:00:00+00:00


Making our way up the small hill that separates the lake and the house, a massive sense of relief washes through me. As I hit the bottom patio, I shake out my tank top, water dripping all over the floor. Poppy waves her phone, breaking away from the crowd. “I’m going to call the local police. Let them in on what a lunatic they have living on their lake,” she says before disappearing.

The chilled night air combined with my wet clothes have me cold and soaked to the bone. “Oh my god, I need to go change.” There’s a shiver in my voice as I excuse myself to head inside.

As the patio door swings shut, I hear Jim’s voice. “Yeah, I’m gonna do the same.” I peer over my shoulder as he walks through the door I entered moments before. My blood starts to warm, my heartrate kicking into gear. I’m not sure why I become nervous, but I quickly find the stairs and race up two at a time. My palms become sweaty, and my hands tremble lightly. What the heck is wrong with me? I’m acting like I’ve never been alone with a boy before. That’s ’cause he’s not a boy. That kiss, that strength—he’s all man. I rush onto the top platform and throw myself into the bedroom, debating locking the door like a chicken. The sounds of his feet hitting the stairs has my nerves jammed in my throat. “Son of a biscuit…” I spin around in circles, unsure of what to do. Start changing? Pretend I’m sleeping? The crazy part of me measures the gap between the floor and bed to see if I can hide under it.

A shift in the air has my skin prickling the moment he walks into the room. The aura around us is so powerful, I grab for my bag to keep myself steady. I peek over my shoulder, an unevenness to my voice. “I’m just going to change. You didn’t need to come with me.”

Excitement and nervousness crash into me at the sound of the door closing behind him. “What makes you think I’m coming with you? I’m wet from saving your life. I also need to change.”

Jesus all mighty, he sure is wet too. His drenched shirt is stuck to him, accentuating his muscled chest, his tattoos on full display through the soaked material. I catch myself staring and rip my eyes away and start to aimlessly dig in my bag.

“I hardly consider that saving my life. I learned how to swim a long time ago.” Digging through random shirts, I bide my time to cover the complete lie in my eyes. I may know how to swim, but the panic rushing through me was like an anchor wrapped around my legs, sucking me deeper into the water. As high and mighty as I want to portray myself, I would have been in deep doodoo if he hadn’t jumped in and rescued me.

“You sure? That kiss told me you were pretty thankful I jumped in for you.



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