Rascal by Katie McCoy

Author:Katie McCoy [McCoy, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Katie McCoy Books
Published: 2018-04-29T18:00:00+00:00

I had fully expected Emerson to want to spend the entire day in bed. And I would have been completely fine with that. But no, when he said we were going to play hooky, he meant it. We were getting out of the Loop. Out of the city. We were getting away.

“How far away is this cabin?” I asked him as we drove out of Chicago.

“Not far,” he said, clearly not willing to give me too many answers.

“And who does it belong to?”

“Sawyer,” Emerson told me. “He lets all of us use his place.”

We settled in for the drive, listening to WTMX, windows open as we sped along 94 West. I had no idea where we were going, and I didn’t care. I was taking a break from work, from life, from everything. I wasn’t going to second guess my decisions. Today was my day of freedom.

About an hour and half later we got off the freeway and drove a while through the shady pines. Emerson rolled the windows down, and I happily inhaled the scent of nature, feeling all my tension melt away. It felt like a vacation, even before we reached our destination, Fox Lake. And wow,

Sawyer’s cabin was absolutely breathtaking.

Right on the lake, the whole place looked like a rustic cabin out of a movie. Gleaming wood paneling, gorgeous plush rugs, and an incredible fireplace. And that was just the inside. There was an incredible deck out back with a hot tub, and a small dock where a rowboat was tied up.

“Want to go for a dip?” Emerson asked, his breath hot in my ear.

“The water’s probably freezing!” I spun to face him. “Are you crazy?”

“Maybe,” he teased. “Are you chicken?”

I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Did you just call me chicken?” I demanded.

He shrugged. “Maybe,” he grinned.

That dimple. It was probably going to be the death of me. Because before I knew what I was doing, I was stripping down to my underwear and racing down the dock, my bare feet pounding on the wood.

“I’ll show you who’s chicken,” I shouted just before I leapt into the water.

I immediately regretted my decision.

The water was ice cold. Goose pimples popped up on my skin as I resurfaced, getting splashed in the face as Emerson hit the water.

“Holy shit, that’s cold,” he said when he came back up.

“This is your fault,” I laughed, my teeth chattering as I swam back towards the dock.

“You jumped in first!” he reminded me, grabbing my ankle and pulling me back towards him.

I splashed water at him, but he didn’t let go. Instead, he pulled me flush against his body, our legs kicking as we did our best to stay afloat. But then he started kissing me, his long, hard body against mine, and I didn’t care about the cold, or even about staying above water.

After we dunked ourselves a few times, choking on water and laughter, we climbed out of the lake, gathering our clothes as we rushed back towards the warmth of the house.

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