Caught Kissing My Stepbrother.
I planted both hands on his shoulders and shoved him straight under.
He came up laughing, water sluicing off his face, hair plastered flat, and I couldn't take my eyes away from how handsome he looked, all wet and dripping.
We were both soaked. Both breathing hard. Nobody was watching. No reporters, no Noah, no teammates, no invisible rulebook someone else was enforcing on our behalf. Just the two of us, treading water three feet apart, and neither of us was laughing anymore.
"You know," he said, voice lower now, "when I'm around you, I forget I'm supposed to be Jace Carter all the time. Like… the whole record-breaking, golden-boy thing. It just goes quiet and all I want to do is kiss you."