Read Fighting Perfection (The Perfection Series Book 2) for Free Online

trilled around us and the next thing we saw was Grace flying through the air into the water.  As soon as she surfaced, she swam over to Pumpkin and threw her arms around him.  I didn’t know what had transpired, but I didn’t think the blonde bombshell that had been wrapped around him earlier was going to approve.
         James grabbed my hand and said, “Come on, it looks like they’re using the waterslide.  Drop your book and let’s go have some fun.”
         I did as he said and then followed him as he trotted up the stairs leading to the upper deck.  By that time, Zach had joined everyone and was stripping off his shirt in preparation for his trip down the slide.  Jessica sidled up to us with a huge grin on her face.
         “What do you think, Mimi?  Wanna take a trip down?”
         “Hell yeah, she does!” James exclaimed.
         “Um…” I wavered.
         “Oh come on, Mimi,” Jessica pleaded.  “Even Liz is going for it.  We’re here to have a good time.  Let your hair down and have some fun!”
         “She’s going,” James insisted.  “Don’t you worry about that.” 
         “There you go again with that complete confidence,” I said.  “How can you be so sure?”
         “Like this!”  He grabbed me, threw me over his shoulder, and trotted over to the slide.  The next thing I knew I was seated with him behind me, and we were zipping down the slide together.  When we reached the bottom, we launched into the air and landed with a spectacularly large splash a few feet apart.
          I surfaced with my back stinging as though a million needles had been thrust beneath my skin, I’d hit the water so hard.  I had the sudden sense that all was not right, however.  I felt as if something were missing--something like my bikini bottoms.
         I began scanning the water for signs of the wayward scraps of fabric just as James began a quick stroke toward me.  Growing frantic, I screamed for him to stop when he was about three feet away.  I furiously tread water, thrashing about trying to catch a glimpse of the bright blue material that previously guarded my modesty (okay, well it covered the important bits anyway), with my anxiety rising higher and higher.  What the hell was I going to do?  How on God’s green earth was I going to get back on that boat and to my shorts without anyone seeing my bare ass?  Especially James?
         “What’s the matter, Mimi?  What’s wrong with you?” James asked, now looking around himself. 
         “Erm…I, uhh…,” I stammered.
         Just then my beautiful blue bottoms surfaced between us, bobbing for all the world like a buoy.  James’ eyes zeroed in on them.  He looked to me, then back at them before a slow smile spread across his face.
         “Those look a little familiar,” he said.  “I think I’ve seen them somewhere before.”
         I darted forward and grabbed them before he could move.  I gave him a look of warning lest he get any bright ideas to try to take them from me.  He threw his head back and laughed loudly.
         “What kind of guy do you think I am, Mimi?  I’m not going to steal your panties.  Trust me, you’ll give them to me before I’d ever try to take them from you.”
         I gave him another look of warning before inspecting my bottoms to see why they came off in the first place.  As I feared, they didn’t simply come untied at the sides.  Noooo.  The ties ripped away from the back panel, I assumed during the hard landing in the water.  So, I still had the same problem as before.  Sure, I could wrap them in place but I’d still have to hold onto them.  That would make swimming a little difficult, not to mention climbing the ladder back onto the boat.  Fuck.
         “Problem?”  James inquired with a mildly-amused look on his face.
         “Yes!” I said exasperatedly.  “The ties on my bottoms have torn off.