*Shelby*
Michael held out his hand to me, and I took it. He helped me off of the swim deck and onto the back of the jet ski.
“Let’s go find those dolphins,” he said.
We took off, and I had to grab around his waist to stay on the jet ski. I nearly jumped when his skin met mine.
It was only then that I realized that Michael was shirtless. I instinctually wanted to slide closer to him, to press my body against his muscular back.
I constantly had to work to fight that urge.
‘He is your friend’s dad!’ I screamed at myself internally. I switched my attention back to the water. The water was crystal clear and calm.
Looking off the side of the jet ski, I could see to the bottom in some places. We passed over colorful sea life that was so captivating that it almost took my mind off of Michael’s muscular back.
Almost.
