Logan’s POV:
She stood backlit by the rising sun, and the golden light seemed to set her on fire. Her long hair—rich chestnut brown shot through with honey-colored highlights—fell past her shoulders in soft waves that caught the morning breeze. Droplets of water clung to the strands near her face, suggesting she'd just emerged from the pool herself.
But it was her body that made my mouth go dry. Tall—maybe five-nine—with an athlete's build that spoke of serious dedication. The black one-piece swimsuit she wore revealed every lean, sculpted line: strong shoulders, toned arms, the elegant curve of her waist flowing into hips that were pure feminine power. Her legs went on forever, muscles defined beneath smooth skin that gleamed with moisture.
A swimmer's body. Graceful and strong and abs
