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Two
August
“Dude, Teagan is so fucking hot,” my buddy Alex said as we lounged against the side of our community pool. School was starting the next day and we, along with our other friends, were soaking up the last of the Wisconsin summer sun.
Summers in Wisconsin were either bone fuck cold, never getting above seventy, or they were the armpit of hell at ninety plus with full-fucking humidity. This summer was the armpit of hell, so we spent as much time at the pool as possible.
I looked over to the other side of the pool to catch my pseudo-cousin Teagh doing a swim lesson with some little kids.
I guess she was pretty for a girl, but I grew up with her. I knew her bad habits. “I guess.”
“You just think that because of whatever fucking messed up thing in your head that says she’s family. Porter, Teague Ketterhagen is not your uncle. You could totally tap that ass over there.”
I shook my head, grinning. “I know Teague isn’t really my uncle, asshole, but I grew up with Teagan. Like family. And let me tell you, she’s too good for you, so I would just stop thinking about her while you’re ahead.”
Teagh must have heard us talking about her, because she looked over her shoulder in our direction, all while still giving direction to the little kid she was helping with a back stroke. I grinned and shot her the bird, earning me a crooked grin and a shake of her head.
Teagan was cool. And she was family, no matter what these fuckers said.
“I want to unwrap that bun on her head and fist it all while—” my buddy Ty started but I wasn’t about to let him finish that sentence.
“Shut the fuck up, you dick,” I said, splashing water his way with a sweep of a closed fist.
Ty chuckled and wiped at the water on his face. “She’s fucking hot,” he repeated what Alex said.
Lesly, one of the girls in our group, shrugged. “She’s ok. She thinks she’s better than everyone.” Lesly moved her bug-eye sunglasses off the top of her head so she could stare in Teagh’s direction discretely.
“Just stop, guys,” I said, shaking my head.
Lesly muttered, “It’s true,” but I turned my attention to Alex as he pulled himself out of the pool.
“I think that in honor of the last day of summer, we should break in tonight and go skinny dipping,” Alex stated.
The community center, and therefore pool, closed at sundown. It wouldn’t be the first time we broke in to the pool.
I shrugged and looked over at the other guys, who were nodding. Lesley pouted, saying something about her parents being super on top of curfew this year, but I could care less. She could stay behind. It wouldn’t hurt my feelings none.
“Sounds like a plan.” I looked over my shoulder to where a giant clock was mounted between the club house’s restrooms. I was already on Dad’s shit list, so I would probably be better off getting home in time for dinner. God, I couldn’t wait until the AHL season started and he would be off for days at a time, coaching away games.
But oh yeah.
That’s right.
He retired at the end of last season.
Fuck me and my life.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my dad. He’s a great guy but his tolerance level for my…stunts—as Mom calls them—is much lower than Mom’s.
“I’m heading out, but text me your plan,” I said as I hoisted myself out of the pool backward, my ass sitting on the ledge before I pulled my leg up beside me to stand. I rung the water out of my shorts and shook my hair, sending water droplets spraying.
“God, Porter!” came a girly shrill beside me. I laughed as I stopped shaking, grinning at Mo, one of the cooler girls in our group. We lost our virginities together two years ago and she was still the one I went to when I needed that release. We were cool, though. She knew I wasn’t looking for a relationship and I respected her when she was in one.
But she wasn’t now.
And to be completely honest, I would be cool with the idea of a relationship with Mo, if she were to ever want to, you know, change the friend label. It probably wouldn’t be much different than what we did when she wasn’t dating someone. Hang out. Fuck. Hang out some more. She had a pretty vigorous schedule herself, so she knew the demands of my lifestyle and would be understanding if we only got to hang out a few hours a week.
“Sorry, Mo.” I winked at her and reached around her for my towel, snapping it at her ass. I loved her ass. Maybe I could talk her into some naked time later tonight.
