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Authors: Melissa West
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out her phone. “Say cheese.”
“Don’t you—”
“Too late.” She snapped picture after picture, before he finally waddled over to her and snatched the phone.
“All right, you can take it all off,” Zac said.
“I can help him,” the blonde called, and Becca ground her teeth together. She turned to tell her that he had help, but the woman was already by Nick, helping him remove each piece of equipment like she was slowly undressing him for things completely inappropriate in an elementary school classroom.
“Let’s take a little break and then we’ll go through the beginning steps.”
Becca peered around to get a better look at the other people taking the class. It was half men and half women, all ages, and, like her, the women were all ogling their instructor and his assistant, Nick. She could only imagine how crazy they would go once they saw him in swim trunks or a wet suit.
Then her gaze turned to Zac, and she realized she’d get to see him in swim trunks or a wet suit, too. Maybe she could survive this after all.
Zac clapped at the front of the class, and everyone returned to their seats as he passed out various sheets of information on anything and everything related to diving. Finally, after half an hour of this and Becca’s mind fuzzy from a thousand details she felt sure she’d never remember, he said, “I think that’ll do it for today. Same time next week? We’ll let you all dress up like Nick here.” He patted Nick’s back and Nick stiffened.
“Stop it,” Becca mouthed, and he shook his head a little.
“The class after next, we’ll take to the pool. Remember, you have to complete the online training before that class or you can’t get in the water.”
Everyone thanked him, and Nick stopped in front of Becca’s desk, his mouth open to say something just as Zac stepped in front of them. “Sorry about that, man. Hope I wasn’t too rough on you.” He laughed, and Nick fake laughed back. Ah, the male ego at its finest.
“Nah, this isn’t my first rodeo.”
Zac’s eyebrows lifted. “You’re certified?”
Nick stood taller. “Certified at twelve. Been diving ever since, though it’s been a few years since my last dive.”
“So why are you taking the class?” Zac’s eyes drifted to Becca and back to Nick. “Oh. I didn’t realize you two were—”
“We’re not.” Becca stood quickly, narrowly bumping into Nick, which resulted in an annoyed head shake, but hey, she couldn’t have the only prospect she’d had in months thinking she was already taken.
But then Nick threw an arm around Becca territorially, and she thought she might kill him, friendship be damned. A woman had needs, and a man like Zac could absolutely meet those needs. “Nah, Bec’s my bestie, and I didn’t want her diving with an amateur.”
“She wouldn’t be with an amateur.”
Nick sized Zac up and down. “No offense, man; I’m sure you’re skilled. But I think I’ll go through the training with her all the same.”
“Even though you’re certified?”
“Even though I’m certified.” Nick’s gaze leveled on Zac. “Is that a problem?”
Zac’s eyes found Becca’s then, and she felt sure her face was a thousand and one shades of red. Two thousand and one. She. Was. Going. To. Kill. Nick! What the hell was he doing? “Money is money, right? You want to pay for it, I’m not complaining.”
“That’s what I thought.”
“All right, then. See you next week, Becca. Nick.” He nodded to the overly domineering, half-crazy man beside Becca and then left the classroom. As soon as he was out of earshot, Becca turned on Nick.
“What the hell was that?”
“He was making a move on you. The instructor. On a student. I couldn’t allow such morally depraved behavior.”
Becca’s head twitched. “Yet you let that blond chick flaunt her goods all over you.”
Nick tossed up a hand. “Hey, I’m not the instructor and she’s not my student. And besides, she just offered to
“Don’t you—”
“Too late.” She snapped picture after picture, before he finally waddled over to her and snatched the phone.
“All right, you can take it all off,” Zac said.
“I can help him,” the blonde called, and Becca ground her teeth together. She turned to tell her that he had help, but the woman was already by Nick, helping him remove each piece of equipment like she was slowly undressing him for things completely inappropriate in an elementary school classroom.
“Let’s take a little break and then we’ll go through the beginning steps.”
Becca peered around to get a better look at the other people taking the class. It was half men and half women, all ages, and, like her, the women were all ogling their instructor and his assistant, Nick. She could only imagine how crazy they would go once they saw him in swim trunks or a wet suit.
Then her gaze turned to Zac, and she realized she’d get to see him in swim trunks or a wet suit, too. Maybe she could survive this after all.
Zac clapped at the front of the class, and everyone returned to their seats as he passed out various sheets of information on anything and everything related to diving. Finally, after half an hour of this and Becca’s mind fuzzy from a thousand details she felt sure she’d never remember, he said, “I think that’ll do it for today. Same time next week? We’ll let you all dress up like Nick here.” He patted Nick’s back and Nick stiffened.
“Stop it,” Becca mouthed, and he shook his head a little.
“The class after next, we’ll take to the pool. Remember, you have to complete the online training before that class or you can’t get in the water.”
Everyone thanked him, and Nick stopped in front of Becca’s desk, his mouth open to say something just as Zac stepped in front of them. “Sorry about that, man. Hope I wasn’t too rough on you.” He laughed, and Nick fake laughed back. Ah, the male ego at its finest.
“Nah, this isn’t my first rodeo.”
Zac’s eyebrows lifted. “You’re certified?”
Nick stood taller. “Certified at twelve. Been diving ever since, though it’s been a few years since my last dive.”
“So why are you taking the class?” Zac’s eyes drifted to Becca and back to Nick. “Oh. I didn’t realize you two were—”
“We’re not.” Becca stood quickly, narrowly bumping into Nick, which resulted in an annoyed head shake, but hey, she couldn’t have the only prospect she’d had in months thinking she was already taken.
But then Nick threw an arm around Becca territorially, and she thought she might kill him, friendship be damned. A woman had needs, and a man like Zac could absolutely meet those needs. “Nah, Bec’s my bestie, and I didn’t want her diving with an amateur.”
“She wouldn’t be with an amateur.”
Nick sized Zac up and down. “No offense, man; I’m sure you’re skilled. But I think I’ll go through the training with her all the same.”
“Even though you’re certified?”
“Even though I’m certified.” Nick’s gaze leveled on Zac. “Is that a problem?”
Zac’s eyes found Becca’s then, and she felt sure her face was a thousand and one shades of red. Two thousand and one. She. Was. Going. To. Kill. Nick! What the hell was he doing? “Money is money, right? You want to pay for it, I’m not complaining.”
“That’s what I thought.”
“All right, then. See you next week, Becca. Nick.” He nodded to the overly domineering, half-crazy man beside Becca and then left the classroom. As soon as he was out of earshot, Becca turned on Nick.
“What the hell was that?”
“He was making a move on you. The instructor. On a student. I couldn’t allow such morally depraved behavior.”
Becca’s head twitched. “Yet you let that blond chick flaunt her goods all over you.”
Nick tossed up a hand. “Hey, I’m not the instructor and she’s not my student. And besides, she just offered to
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