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Chapter Five

Author: DT Jones
last update Last Updated: 2023-03-23 07:22:16

“Don’t

worry

about

it,”

he

said

through

her

helmet

speaker.

“It’s

not

after

us,

but

we

should

get

back

to

the

boat.

It’s

not

safe

to

tempt

fate.”

She

nodded

her

agreement

and

was

about

to

swim

back

toward

the

ship

when

Creighton’s

hand

stopped

her.

“Aren’t

you

going

to

take

a

picture?

You

may

never

get

a

chance

to

see

another

shark

this

close.”

“I

don’t

want

it

to

see

us,”

she

whispered

and

heard

the

now

familiar

chuckle

through

her

helmet.

“It

won’t

hear

you

even

if

you

whisper,”

he

teased.

“Take

the

picture.”

Her hands trembled as she drew the camera up, and she realized she was holding her breath again as she snapped

the

picture. The shark continued to swim

with

the rest of the

fish,

not paying the least bit of attention to the silent spectators.

“Are

you

ready

to

go

back?”

Creighton

asked, watching as the camera drifted in the water by the strap holding it around her wrist when

she

let go of it.

Her legs were shaking, and she could feel the adrenalin burning within her veins as she nodded, feeling his hand in hers again as he

pulled

her

along

beside

him.

She

glanced

behind

them

several

times

to

make

certain

the

shark

wasn’t

following,

but

it

had

swum

further

out

to

sea

without

even

noticing

their

presence.

She inhaled a deep steady breath and

glanced

beside

her

to

Creighton, who

was

watching

her every move like a panther stalking its prey, causing her heart to begin racing within her chest.

Her smile was shy and timid, and she could hear the

soft

chuckle fill her helmet once again.

Once

they

reached

the

ship,

Ruelle

reached

down

and

pulled

her

up

by

the

straps

across

her

shoulders

as

Creighton

lifted

her

around

the

waist, his dark eyes smiling at her through his visor. It was a strange sensation to have his hands on her, and she felt their heat burning through the rubber wet suit. She

was

thankful

once

again

that

she

had

lost

those

fifteen

pounds as she was hoisted out of the water.

She

quickly

stripped

off

the

mask

as

Creighton

pulled

himself

out

of

the

water

to

sit

across

from

her.

“Have

fun,

Mademoiselle?”

Ruelle

asked

pulling

the

tank

off

her

shoulders.

“It

was

awesome,

thank

you…er,

merci,

she

corrected

herself.

“Thanks

to

Creighton,

I

got

some

great

pictures.”

Oui,

Crey

is

a

great

leader.

I

am

very

happy

he

joined

us.”

“So

am

I,”

the

man

in

question

said

as

he

looked

up

from

his

seat,

now

void

of

his

air

tank

and

diving

gear.

Ruelle

laughed,

patting

the

younger

man

on

the

shoulder.

“I

leave

you

to

finish

helping

Mademoiselle

Dennis,”

he

said

with

a

wink.

Sandra

glanced

up

just

in

time

to

see

the

exchange,

then felt the sting of color edge its way up her neck and into her face.

“Now

all

is

aboard,” Ruelle continued. “We

go

back,

no?”

Ruelle

walked

away

as

he

made

his

way

toward

the

glass

cabin.

Two

deck

hands

began

to

gather

the

gear

as

Sandra

pulled

the

wet

suit

off,

slipping

her

shirt

back

across

her

bikini

top.

Creighton

watched

while

she

slipped

her

dark-blue

shorts

over

her

bikini bottoms

and

smiled

a strange, almost inviting grin when she caught him.

How

could

anyone

be

this

handsome,

with

such

a

perfectly

sculpted

straight

nose,

full

kissable

lips

and

dark

seductive

eyes

and

perfect

smile? There was enough of him to make two normal men. Something

in

his

manner,

assured

her

he

was

vividly

aware

of

the

effect

his

appearance

had

on

the

opposite

sex,

and

that

he knew she had been checking him out. A strange sensation began to caress her insides, a mixture of heat and tingling that seemed to tug at her stomach.

“Shall

we?”

he

asked

her, waving

his

hand

back

toward

the

seats.

Sandra nodded as she preceded

him

down

the

narrow aisle

to

the

empty

bench

where

they

had

sat

before, feeling the heat of his eyes on her backside.

Everyone

was

talking

very

animated

about

their

experience

and

events

of

their

afternoon as she sat

looking

out

across

the

crystal

blue

sea

and

sighed, a contented grin caressing her lips.

So

far,

Cote

d’Azur

had proven

to

be

a

very

interesting

place

to

visit.

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