“What’s a Bosun?” It sounded super official and kind of hot. It made me think of Remy last night in his tight black uniform and how hot he looked in it.
Scout looked over his shoulder before he sat next to me with his feet dangling in the water. “It’s the ship’s officer who’s in charge of equipment and the crew.”
“So he’s important.” Scout nodded. “And having someone fall overboard or drown would be bad.”
“It’s bad anytime someone drowns.”
“Of course, I didn’t mean…”
“I know, but it would be for everyone in general, not just Remy.”
Sitting side by side, his gaze scanned my face. “You like him, don’t you?”
Speak of the devil. Remy walked down the steps to join us on the platform. I watched as his jaw tensed as he looked back and forth between us. Was he jealous? Jealousy was hot on the officer in charge.
“What’s not to like?” I smirked up at Remy.
Keeping his eyes on the horizon, Remy asked. “It looks like your friends are coming back. Do you still want to drive the PWV?”
“I’m going to be driving?”
“What did you think was going to happen?”
“That you’d drive, and I’d be behind you.” I gave him my best I’m not nervous, but I really am, smile.
A mischievous smile spread across his rugged face. “How would you learn if I’m doing all the work?”
“Oh, I’m a visual learner. I promise I can learn from behind you.” The moment it came out of my mouth, I heard how it sounded.
When Remy and Scout smirked, I couldn’t help but laugh at myself.
“I still think it’s best if you’re up front. That way, if you want to ride tomorrow, you’ll have firsthand experience.”
I didn’t know why I was fighting it. How bad could it be to have Remy’s arms around me? In fact, it might be better.
“Let’s do it,” I said as I stood watching Zelda and Reagan zip up to the boat with wide smiles on their faces.
“Stella, darling,” Zelda called as she dismounted the jet ski as if she did it every day, “I’m glad you could join us. “Why don’t you go for a ride while we get another drink?”
She turned to Remy and Scout. “Maybe in an hour or two, we could find a place to snorkel. Something we can all do together.”
“I’ll ask the Captain where a good place is. We may need to set it for tomorrow if it’s too far.”
Zelda stuck her bottom lip out like doing that was actually going to get her what she wanted.
Reagan stepped onto the platform, and her eyes went wide. Her cheeks puffed out, and her hand went over her mouth as if she was holding back from throwing up.
“What’s wrong? Are you seasick?”
Her lips curled up in a sneer at Scout before she let out a shriek. “His feet are the ugliest things I’ve ever seen.”
All eyes zeroed in on poor Scout’s feet. They weren’t the most horrendous thing I’d ever seen, but they also weren’t the prettiest either.
Scout held his ground as we all stared at him, so I tried to lighten the mood. “Maybe I can paint your toenails later and pretty them up,” I suggested.
“Yes, you can give all the guys pedicures,” Reagan eagerly nodded her head. “Maybe you can do it right now.”
“Actually, I’ve been waiting for you to get back so I can get out on the waves. Why don’t you give them pedicures?”
Reagan gagged and started to shuffle backward in disgust. “There’s no way in hell I’m touching anyone’s feet. I don’t even touch my own, let alone others.”
The more she shuffled, the closer she got to the edge and falling into the water.
“Stop, Reagan,” I held my hands up as I stepped toward her.
“No, you can’t make me,” she shouted, taking another step back.
Before I could try to warn her again, Reagan stepped back. With her feet no longer finding purchase on the platform, her entire face blanched right before she fell back into the water.
4
Remy
“Like this?” Stella gunned it, and then the watercraft promptly died. She was giving me whiplash, literally, with the stop and go.
Leaning forward but keeping my hard-on away from Stella’s supple ass, I spoke in her ear. “You need to be a little more gentle on the throttle.”
She threw her hands up in the air, her ponytail whipping me in the face as she turned and looked at me over her shoulder. “I give up. I look like an idiot out here. Why don’t you just drive, and I’ll enjoy it while you make us zip around and jump the waves?”
It was probably for the best if I drove. If her ass snuggled back against my dick one more time, I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to hide the way she was affecting me.
“Are you sure you want to give up?”
She frowned and then looked back in the direction of the boat. “The girls are waiting on me, but maybe I can try again tomorrow if you’re up for another lesson.”
“Of course, I’m happy to teach you anytime.” Holding my hand out to her, Stella placed her hand in mine. “Put your other hand on my shoulder and step around me.”
Her eyes roamed from me to the water and back again. “Don’t let me fall in.”
“I won’t. If it comes down to it, I’ll fall in instead of you,” I promised. If she didn’t like water, this wasn’t exactly the best vacation for her.
She narrowed her eyes at me but also smiled. “I’ll trust you.” Her warm hand seared through my shirt and into my skin as she stepped around me. There was some strange pull to her I couldn’t explain. I was sure Captain Dan was going to call me onto the bridge once the guests departed to tell me how I can’t let this happen again. Even though I knew he’d probably ream my ass, I couldn’t stop.
Once she was fully settled behind me, I reached behind me and grabbed one of her hands, and wrapped it around me. “Hang on tight,” I yelled over the engine of the watercraft as I started it up.
“What?” she yelled over the roar of the engine.
“Hang on,” I laughed and pressed on the gas lightly enough to have us start to glide across the turquoise water.
Thin arms wrapped around my waist as she clasped her hands together. Her fingers brushed along the top of my shorts, making my dick twitch.
Setting her hands higher on my waist, I took off. Not as fast as I normally would—I wasn’t trying to throw her off the back—but fast enough to make her hold on me tighten.
It had been too long since I had a woman touch me that I was desperate to move her hands back to where they’d been or lower, but I fought against the urge.
Stella squealed with happiness. Her legs tightened around mine as she lifted one hand in the air. “This is so fun! I need to get one of these.”
I didn’t want to argue with her that she needed water to use it and ruin her fun.
“Let’s never go back.” It was quiet, as if she was whispering in my ear even though I knew she was more than likely saying it in her regular voice.