Chapter 11: You're Playing Dangerous.

I stepped out in the bikini and every conversation around the pool died. Alyssa dramatically lowered her sunglasses and whistled. “Holy hell.” Roman turned the second he saw me. And stared. Eyes dark, mouth parted, pupils blown wide. “Fuck me.” I walked past him and lowered myself into the infinity pool with slow, deliberate grace, every move choreographed for maximum effect. Every move catching Roman's attention. When I surfaced, my bikini clung to me like a scandal. A collective silence hovered around the pool. “Sav, that should be illegal in at least four states.” Alyssa hollered. Someone coughed. Someone else dropped their sunglasses. Roman swam closer, jaw tight, voice low. “You planning to kill me in public?” I smiled. “Why? Is it working?” Roman swallowed hard. He was already in the water. I disappeared beneath the surface, then rose again, each stroke pulling me toward him like gravity. Our eyes locked. Tension snapped like a rubber band. Then, he moved. He backed me against th