
Jordan swam in the pool. His muscles tensed with each stroke slicing through the water. For moment she stood there mesmerized by the sight of him. Oh, he was so sexy.

“This is torture,” she whispered without meaning to. But it was. Watching the sexy man move smoothly through the water, with the droplets glistening on his tanned skin, and not being able to touch him tortured her. He looked up at her, then ducked his head back under the water.
She tried to ignore him coming closer to her. It worked for the most part until she felt his strong hands slide up her bare thighs. She squirmed away from him and pretended to be focused on her book.
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