Chloe Jacobs

he waves settled to soft ripples, and he still hadn__ surfaced. __saac?_ she swept her arms through the dark water, calling him, but encountered nothing but slimy weeds. Another few seconds and she was in panic mode.She ducked her head beneath the surface and swam down as deep as she could, reaching out in front of her blindly. Suddenly, a strong hand clamped around her ankle. She instinctively kicked and fought her way up for air, gasping as she reached the surface, but he didn__ let go, only shifted his grip to her thighs as he pulled her close and guided her legs around his waist.__hat was mean,_ she gasped, very aware of every inch of him in physical contact with her.His gaze dipped down to the tops of her breasts showing through the thin fabric of her bra, and his arms tightened around her. __ can__ seem to form thoughts at the moment,_ he groaned, pressing a kiss to her mouth before scraping down the side of her neck. __ut I__ fairly certain you would take the title for meanness if we were keeping score,_ he murmured against her skin.She broke out in goose bumps all the way down to her toes, and it had nothing to do with the chill in the water.

Isaac stopped her at the bottom of the stairs with a crooked smile. "I would wish you sweet dreams, but how can they be memorable if I won't be in them?

You don't pity a warrior for her scars, because scars are proof of survival and victory.