The Rematch (Wrestling Diaries #2) Read Online Free

like to hear.”
      I kicked my leg, splashing him back, which, in return, made him start humming the ‘Jaws’ theme song as he swam toward me. Grabbing my legs, he had me in the water before I knew what was happening. We wrestled around and I couldn’t remember when I’d laughed so much.
      “I’m going to get you for that,” Denver yelled after I dunked him.
      He grabbed me, pulling me flush against his muscular chest. As he looked down at me the look in his eyes changed. Air left my lungs in a rush. We were too close, but it felt right.
      Denver said, “I’m going to kiss you, Jamie, so if that’s not what you want then I suggest you get out of the water right now.”
      I inhaled, but didn’t move. The water lapped around us, but all I could feel was his presence. His head lowered and our lips lightly brushed. I drank in the sweetness of the moment. He pulled away and looked down at me. I saw fire and longing -and it was mutual.
      His lips recaptured mine, more demanding this time. I trembled as I held onto him. How had I denied these feelings for so long? He murmured something soft and poetic and I found myself getting lost in him. This was a kiss for my tired soul to melt into.
      “Señor, there’s a phone call for you. It’s an emergency.”
      Denver groaned and I glanced to see what was going on. The woman who’d interrupted us stood on the deck with a phone in her hand.
      “Fuck,” Denver muttered under his breath. He swam to the woman and took the phone. “What? Shit, no joke? Yeah, I can do that. Thanks for letting me know.”
      He handed the phone to the woman and she scurried off. He climbed the ladder onto the deck.
      Unease made my stomach churn.
      “Who was it?”
      He wiped his face with a towel and then helped me up the ladder. Wrapping a towel around my shoulders I waited for him to answer.
      “It was work. I’m going to have to cut my vacation short. Richmond tore his ACL and is going to be out of action for a while. They want him to lose the belt to me on Monday.”
      While that was awful for Richmond, it was also great news for Denver. We walked into the bungalow and I shivered at the coolness of the room.
      “So, we have three days then?”
      He nodded. I don’t know if it was the kiss or something in the air, but I suddenly found myself feeling very forward. Maybe I was just tired of pining over Mesquite. Or maybe I was finally admitting to myself that there was something about Denver I couldn’t ignore any longer. I tossed my towel to the side and took a step toward him.
      “Well then - we should enjoy the time we have left.”
      I reached behind my back and untied the top to my bikini. Denver never took his eyes from me as I took it off and let it fall to the ground. My bikini bottoms were next and I shimmied from them. I took another step, closing the distance between us.
      “Jamie - are you sure?”
      “Denver, I don’t want to think right now. I just want to feel .”
      He watched me and then nodded, as if he’d made some sort of decision. Whatever happened in this moment would change both of us and I, for one, was ready to finally get over Mesquite.
      Denver ran his hand down my arm. Goosebumps popped up across my skin and I shivered, hypnotized by his touch. He caught my lips with his own and I was shocked at my own response. I wanted this so much more than I had realized.
      He led me to the bed and I settled onto the soft mattress. There was a moment when I could tell Denver was starting to talk himself out of what was happening. I caressed his face and then moved my hand lower.
      His chest was firm and I could feel his abs as I ran my hand across his stomach. When my hand went lower I was pleased to find that he was responding to my touch.
      Oh my - apparently Denver was a big guy everywhere. I slipped my hand into his shorts and wrapped my fingers around his length. With slow, calculated movements I began to tease