AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Seriously, Troy. Get off the phone and help me.”
“Can’t. I’m busy. If you didn’t want to do it, you shouldn’t have offered. What are you doing trying to impress my grandaunt, by the way?”
“It’s called being nice,” I said through clenched teeth. I didn’t remember him being such an asshole.
“Nice? Hah!”
His reaction got under my skin. Pool brush abandoned, I stalked over to the hose. “Get up and help me.”
Troy glanced up and put his phone down. “You wouldn’t da—ah!”
I directed the stream of water at him, drenching his body from head to toe.
Oh shit, what have I done? Isn’t this bullying him all over again?
I turned off the hose and dropped it, feeling sick to my stomach.
“What the hell, Maddix!” Troy jumped to his feet and shook his head.
Water glided down the solid wall of his chest, pooling down into his shorts. His soaked shorts, which molded to his thighs and crotch. The wet material outlined a rigid cock beneath.
Fuck. My mouth went dry. Had he been sexting with someone from Grindr? Was that the reason for his hard-on?
“I didn’t mean to.” I took a few steps backward as Troy advanced toward me, his lips in a thin line.
“Neither do I.”
“What?”
Troy picked up the hose.
“Now wait a—!”
Water sprayed into my face, and my vision blurred from the sheer force of it. I batted my hands in front of me. “Stop it!” I turned my back, and the icy blast hit my shoulder blades, almost knocking me off my feet.
“Doesn’t feel so good, does it, Maddix?” he asked.
“I didn’t spray you this hard and not so long.” I walked backward into the stream, turned at the last minute, ducked, and grabbed the hose. We wrestled for it, the nozzle switching from me to him, then back to me and him.
“We’re wasting the water!” Troy said, the nozzle of the hose poised in the air, raining droplets down on both of us. “Let’s call it even.”
“Fine by me.”
“One. Two. Three.”
We turned off the nozzle, his hand on top of mine. The heat generated by our skin touching made my stomach flip. We were both soaking wet, but the icy cold of the water gave way to a flame burning inside my gut.
“The Troy in senior year wouldn’t have fought back.” The moment the words had come out of my mouth, I winced. Why would I remind him of what I’d done to him?
“The Troy you knew back then isn’t the same guy. I grew up. Learned how to fight back, protect myself and the people I care about.”
And it was sexy as hell seeing him this way. Confident. A little cocky even.
“I get that.”
“I’m serious. Not the same guy, Maddie.”
It was the Maddie that did it. I would have stepped back, pretended his friendship was all I needed, but I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips to his.
