That’s all my stupid brain can focus on as Knox walks into the atrium at the apartment building. Reina called and asked me to come down here to meet with them, but I didn’t know he’d be coming straight from the pool. Since I’ve been avoiding him the last couple of days, I also didn’t expect his stubble to have grown into an almost full-blown beard. One that’s got water glistening all over it, making me think of his face between my legs. I shift in my seat as he greets Reina and Isa, entranced by the trail of water running over his eight-pack of abs, and disappearing into the waistband of his board shorts. I know he has a Speedo under there, and I’ve watched enough videos of him in and out of the pool to know just what he looks like in that bathing suit. For research purposes only, of course. “Wave? Are you okay?” Reina asks, and when I can focus again, I see her looking at me with concern—and more than a little amusement—in her eyes.
