I crooked a finger at him. Inviting him to come at me. It was fun flirting with fire. And Vanquish is definitely that.
He stalked to the bank of the water and leaned over it to catch my shoulders.
As he did, I looked from Racer to Hunter.
“Pull him in.” It was all I had to say.
They each caught one of his forearms as he made contact with me and yanked hard.
He’d been prepared to haul one small woman out. Not fight two grown males trying to pull him in.
“Dammit, Vanna Rae!” He shouted as they dunked him, fully dressed before they danced away in the water. Unwilling to take him on one-on-one.
But I reached over and caressed his face. “You look good soaking wet, Van.”
And he definitely does. It’s no lie.
With his black hair slicked back and vivid green eyes keen on me
