Shaped a little like a music earbud, he easily settled it down into his ear canal. “There. I’d say definitely easy to put in. Looking forward to seeing how they work.”
Her pleased smile in response to that seemed to sneak right inside his chest, warming him despite the chill in the tent. He turned away to grab the hoods, face masks and dry gloves, putting his on to show her how. Focusing on her midsection and getting the rest of the equipment on her didn’t help dull the desire he couldn’t seem to control, which seemed impossible, since she was covered head to toe with black rubber that obscured every inch of her skin except the little bit he could still see until she put her goggles on, and her lips.
“Weight belts next, then the buoyancy compensator vest, goggles, regulators and tanks.”
His gaze met hers, gleaming blue from inside the black mask, and he nearly told her she was the only person he’d ever dived with that he wanted to kiss while literally covered head to toe in rubber.
He was in so much trouble here.
“Here’s when I finally admit it.” Her eyes were filled with rueful laughter. “I thought I’d researched most of what I needed to learn to dive here. But I sure didn’t know I’d feel like a human tire, complete with inner tube and snow chains. Not sure I can even walk the five feet to the dive hole.”
“Consider it weight and cardio training.” He handed her the regulator and needed to make sure she knew how diving here was different from what she’d done before. “Remember that regulators are more prone to get stuck in this kind of cold, so pay attention to that. Don’t get stressed about it, just replace it with your spare if it does. If your hands get cold, which they probably will, hold them above your head for a couple minutes. The warm air from inside your suit will rise into your fingers.”
“Interesting. Okay.”
“We’re not going to stay in a long time for your first dive, so you can see what it’s like. Are you ready?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Bob will be at the other end of the rope up top, so if you get worried, you can follow it and tug hard if you want Bob to help pull you back to the hole.”
“Want me to tie it?” Bob asked, holding it up.
“No, thanks. I’ll tie it to one of the loops at the back of the suit.” The slight prick of fear that something could go wrong and she’d suffer because of it stabbed at him, and he wanted to be the one to ensure the rope was tied correctly. It was a little obsessive, and he knew it, but he couldn’t help but check three times to make sure the rope was attached to her good and tight.
“You want to go in first, or follow me?”
“I guess I’ll go first.”
“You sure?” Most divers new to Antarctica wanted to follow, but he shouldn’t have been surprised. Jordan Flynn obviously was the kind of woman who refused to let herself be intimidated, or if she was, she dealt with it head-on.
“I’m sure.”
He watched as she waddled to the dive hole, smiling at the way she stiffened her shoulders at the edge as she looked down into the water. Standing there and taking a long pause to mentally ready herself like most people? Not Jordan. Three seconds later, she plunged in and he followed.
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