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“Cannonball!” Trent yelled, a moment before he catapulted into the pool, and splashed our faces with water.
And just like that, Trace’s little brother had effectively ruined the moment.
Swimming over to us, Trent pushed his hair out of his eyes. “Wanna play a game of water volleyball?”
I looked at Trace and shrugged. “Sounds fun,” I smiled at Trent.
“That’s fine with me,” Trace ruffled his brother’s wet hair.
“Don’t do that,” Trent complained, swimming away, while fixing his hair. He unrolled the net that stretched across the pool and hopped out to grab the ball.
I swam to the shallow end so I could stand and Trace followed me.
“I’ll be on your team,” he winked at me as he stood. The water slid down his chest and I prayed I didn’t drool.
Trent returned, jumping into the pool with the ball. He surfaced and sputtered, “I would say two against one isn’t fair but since I know I can beat you two easily, I’m not going to complain.”
“Keep on thinking that little brother!” Trace chimed as Trent spiked the ball.
Trace hit it back over the net and so it went.
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“Told you I’d win,” Trent smirked as we dried off with the blue and white striped fluffy towels.
“How long are you going to brag about this?” Trace grumbled, pulling his jeans on, over his wet boxers.
“Till the end of time, sounds about right,” Trent chortled.
Trace shook his head, sending water droplets flying. “Come on, Olivia. Let’s grab you some dry clothes and then we’ll get out of here.”
“Okay,” I smiled. I turned to Trent and hugged him. He seemed surprised by the gesture but quickly wrapped his arms around me. “Thanks for hanging out with us today. I had fun.”
“I did too,” he smiled and his adorable dimples popped out.
I scurried after Trace and up the staircase. I was surprised there wasn’t an elevator…then again, maybe there was, and I had never seen it.
I followed Trace into his closet, stripping out of my wet t-shirt and shorts, changing into one of his oversized t-shirts and a pair of mesh shorts that I had to tighten all the way with the white drawstring.
“You make my clothes look so much better than I do,” he murmured in my ear, wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me against him. I inhaled his natural scent mixed with chlorine from the pool.
“Is that so?” I beamed.
“Uh-huh,” he pulled one of my earlobes between his teeth and nibbled. “Wanna go back to my place? Or do you want me to drop you off at your dorm?”
“What do you think?” I smiled as my arms went around his shoulders.
“I think, option number one sounds like a mighty fine idea to me,” he grinned.
“Same here,” I kissed his lips. I meant for it to be a quick kiss but Trace had other ideas. His tongue flicked against my lips, seeking entrance. “Mmm,” I hummed as his tongue flicked against mine.
“We better get out of here,” he breathed as he took a step back, away from me, “but first,” he smiled, reaching into his pocket. “You have something to cross off.”
I took the piece of paper from him as he produced a pen from his pocket. The items I had crossed off myself had a straight line drawn through them, while Trace’s lines were squigglier.
My Live List
1. Get drunk
