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It’s not only a waste of fruit, it’s fucked up my machine too.
“What are you doing?” comes her voice, closer now.
I look over and see her long, tanned legs, her hands on her hips as she stands there presumably watching me, the upper half of her body hidden from view.
“Yoga,” I reply sarcastically.
Even though I can’t see her face. I know she rolls her eyes at me. “Ha ha smart ass,” she says. “Do you think…”
“FUCK!” I suddenly shout, cutting her off as the relief valve finally gives and liters of rancid, week-old red grape juice gushes out of the crusher and all over me.
Almost immediately, Lulu starts pissing herself laughing, great heaving laughs that have her doubled over at the waist, hands on her knees.
Cursing, I yank on the wrench, shutting off the flow before dragging myself out from underneath the crusher. I’m fucking drenched and now purple thanks to all the shit in the tank.
Reaching for the nearby hose, I turn on the water so I can wash my face, all the while Lulu continues to laugh her arse off at me.
“You find this funny?” I ask as I scrub a hand over my face, flicking off the random stems that have somehow made it through the filter and contributed to the problem.
Lulu nods, barely able to speaks as she gets out a “Fuck yes,” between laughs.
I grin, stepping closer. “Oh, is that so?” I ask.
She nods, wiping away the tears from her cheeks. “Serves you right after what you did to me when we were kids,” she says, still hung up about me tackling her into the mud.
“WhatIdid toyou?” I ask, taking another step toward her.
“Uh huh,” she replies, hiccupping a little as her laughs start up again. “Karma’s a real bitch, isn’t it, Jack? Although to be fair, this is way better than mud,” she adds. “You’re fucking purple!”
She gestures toward my formerly white t-shirt as she once more dissolves into hysterical laughter. Grinning, I take another step closer.
“Speaking of karma,” I say and then before she has a chance to say anything more or even register what I’m about to do, I point the nozzle of the hose at her and turn the water back on, immediately soaking her in a blast of barely warm water.
“JACK!” she screams, her voice high and her hands up as though that will somehow protect her or stop me.
Now it’s me laughing, giving her another dose of the spray so she’s properly drenched.
“Ahhh,” comes her scream as she jumps to the side, eyes closed as she scrambles to get past me.
“Not so fast, Lulu,” I say, grinning as I grab her arm and pull her close, turning the water on once again.
“Jack,” she shouts again in protest, her eyes scrunched closed as water falls over her and now drips from her hair, down her shoulders and over her tank top. The black material is stuck to her body, highlighting every single curve as a result. I can’t help but admire her, especially as the cold water has had a very sexy effect on her breasts too.
“What?” I ask, as though I have no idea what she’s talking about.
“You little shit,” she says, grabbing the hose from my hand and turning the water back on me now.
I burst out laughing, reaching for her again, but this time grabbing her wrist and hauling her against me. Her body crashes against mine, the hose still spraying us both with water.
“That’s a mighty fine view, Lulu,” I say, as my other hand moves to her waist and my eyes drop to her breasts.
“Jack,” she repeats, the word catching in her throat as she drops the hose. I watch as her eyes move to my chest and the wet t-shirt that’s now plastered to my skin.
“What?” I whisper, stepping even closer so our chests are almost touching. “Don’t tell me you aren’t admiring the view too?”
She swallows hard. “Let me go,” she murmurs, even as she makes no attempt to pull away.
I grin, licking my lips as I stare at her mouth. “You gonna apologize?”
