On Dry Land (Swimming Upstream #3)

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    Opening the notification, Ava’s heart sank. Amanda wasn’t guilty this time. This time it was all on Tyler. If a picture says a thousand words, then this single post was shouting from the roof tops. Along with the photo he’d snapped earlier, a photo Ava thought would only ever be seen by them was a long string of hashtags.
     
    #Brunch
    #Romanticdate
    #Worldsbestboyfriend
    #Perfectdayforit
    #Happy
    #Beautifulgirl
    #ShortStack
     
    Ava’s stomach flipped and the pancakes she’d eaten way too quickly felt like they were about to make a reappearance. She had no idea how she was supposed to react to that. Part of her wasn’t surprised he’d done it. Ava knew her constant hiding was driving him insane, but the other part was slightly shocked he’d pushed.
    “Ready?”
    “Y-yeah,” her voice faltered.
    It took barely a moment for Ava to make the decision she’d been wrestling with for months. She had no doubt at all she was in love with Tyler. Deep down, even if she didn’t like to acknowledge it, she knew he loved her too. Ava wasn’t sure what had been holding her back from loving Tyler. From putting it out there. From putting herself out there. From being happy. But in the split second, the moment he’d stepped from the café and settled his dark glasses over his chocolate eyes, the decision was made. The truth was it never really had been a decision. It was more a confession. Something she just had to accept. Something she had to own up to.
    Without waiting for Tyler to make a move, Ava stepped to his side, wrapped her arm around his waist, and sank her hand into the back pocket of his jeans. The confused and amused look that caught him off guard was worth it.
    “Right then. Let’s go.” He stumbled, kissing the top of her head and leading her along the edge of the water.
    Three hours later, Ava’s feet were killing her. Boots had not been her best option, but in her defence Tyler hadn’t told her he planned on walking the hocks off her. It only took forty-five minutes of whining and whining for him to take the hint and end their walk.
    “So…”
    “So…my place or yours?” Tyler asked with a tremble in his voice.
    “Well…”
    “Come on. Spit it out. Don’t get shy now, Short Stack,” he taunted as he checked her with his hip, almost toppling her from her feet.
    “I was thinking…”
    “Did it hurt? Do you need an aspirin?”
    Tyler didn’t even have the chance to laugh at his own joke before Ava slapped him. “Do you want to hear what I have to say or not?”
    “Desperately!”
    “Well, I was thinking that since I’m pretty much carless at the moment, would it be okay if I stayed with you for a couple of days?”
    Needing to put some space between them, Ava stepped back and let go of his hand, instantly stuffing her fingers in her mouth and chewing her nails. But Tyler wasn’t letting her have it. Stepping into her personal space, Ava sucked in a breath as he yanked her flush against his body. “Stay as long as you like,” he assured her, his words punctuated by the not so innocent kisses he dropped on her neck and jaw line.
    Ava’s heart beat took off. “Stop!”
    Startled, Tyler jumped back, almost like he’d been electrocuted. “What?”
    “You need to take me home. Now!”
    It took a minute for Tyler to catch up, but the moment he did, a cheekiness covered his face that heated Ava’s blood as it rushed around her body. Without missing a beat, Tyler swooped down and tossed Ava over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Shocked, Ava could do nothing but laugh.
    And it wasn’t only Ava who was laughing.
    The passersby had stopped to watch the childish games, laughed, and pointed.
    Feeling her face burn under the scrutiny, Ava had nothing to do but squirm and squeal. Draped over Tyler’s powerful shoulder, Ava began slapping Tyler’s butt playfully.
    “Ava!” Tyler growled menacingly, sending a rumble right through his body.
    With a short, sharp tap to Ava’s bum

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