His hold tightens and I’m caught between his arms and his chest and his very hard dick. It’s an important rule of Tanner’s and my friendship not to point out things like this. While we have no problem showing a little skin from time to time—changing clothes in front of one another and the like—noting his morning wood is one of those things I just let go. Still, I’m all too aware of it.

Squirming, I wriggle out of his hold and get to my feet beside the bed. “I’m going to get ready. If you’re not up by the time I’m done, I’m going without you.” It’s an empty threat, but one that I know will get him moving.

I brush my hair into a ponytail, spray on sunscreen, slip on my shoes, and grab my sunglasses. The shower’s running in the master bathroom which means Tanner is up. I grab water and head outside to the deck.

Despite what Tanner said about lake time, there are already boats on the water. In the daylight, I can see so much more than the lake though. There’s a trail behind the house where people are walking and jogging. The houses on either side have a similar setup with a deck overlooking the wide expanse of water. It looks like several houses share a dock. Either that or Tanner’s family has a lot of boats.

“Do you want me to bring the Malibu in the cooler?” Tanner walks out carrying the cooler and sets it on the wood deck. “I’ve got water, beer, and Coke in here.” Without waiting for my response, he tosses it in. “Eh, let’s bring it.”

“What about food?”

“Knew I forgot something.” He winks. “Kidding, I packed plenty of food.”

I can barely contain my excitement as we walk down to the dock. My knowledge of boats is basically nonexistent, but this one is nice. Aside from the seat behind the wheel, there’s a bench at the back big enough for three people and at the front there’s two more seats.

Tanner gets everything situated. I offer to help, but it’s clear pretty quickly that it’s going to take him longer to explain to me how to help than to just do it himself.

As we pull away from the dock, my body hums with excitement. The morning sun has already warmed the air, but as we pick up speed, goose bumps dot my arms.

Tanner smiles, looking more at peace than I’ve ever seen him, as he drives the boat. If he’s upset about Amelia, I can’t tell.

I have no idea where we’re going, but I don’t care. I sit back and let the serenity of the lake wash over me.