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“I don’t have to help her,” Ralph said. “She made this mess on her own; let her get out of it.”
Ashlie announced her June wedding at the end of May, handing out invitations to everyone but Adam instead of sending them through the mail. Time was that tight, and they wondered what the rush was, including Adam.
Over her, and feeling good about life again, Adam was up on the lifeguard chair as parents and their children bobbed in the water. He looked over as a beautiful young woman wearing a University of California t-shirt came through the hotel door, leading a group of tiny human beings, all wearing life vests. Several other adults came out with the group, to his relief.
“How are they even walking, they are so small?” he asked the air.
A parent in a lounge chair beside the tower laughed, looking up at Adam. “She has her hands full. Someone will fall into the pool.”
Adam jumped down from his chair, nodding at the parent. “I’d better help,” he said, and she laughed again.
“Good morning,” he called out, waving to the young woman, who turned out to be a former student of his. Katy Theriot. “Do you need help?”
“I’ll take what you have to give,” she said, laughing as she squatted down to secure the vests properly. “Look at these little ones. Aren’t they the cutest?”
“They are super cute. What can I do to help?”
“Make sure their vests won’t come off. I should have one adult for every kid going in the pool,” she said, looking over her shoulder to count heads. “Not all the adults are wearing suits, which is not helpful.”
“I’ll get in with you,” Adam said. “The pool’s not too busy this morning, so perfect timing.”
He took the hand of a little girl who was raring to go and they walked down the concrete steps into the shallow end of the pool.
The water was up to his knees, and he took her hands as she sprung off the step and floated on the surface of the water, giggling hysterically. One by one, each child got into the pool with their adult, Adam and Katy both taking two children.
“I’m Adam Spencer,” he said, holding out his hand.
“I know who you are. I had you for physics my senior year of high school.”
“Oh man!” he said, laughing. “Of course, I remember you. What are you doing now?”
“I doubt you remember me. I was not memorable.”
She pulled out her t-shirt that she’d worn over a tank suit, too embarrassed in front of Adam to take it off. It said UCSD. University of California San Diego.
“Wow, I’m impressed.”
“Don’t be. I got a scholarship, or I’d be at Mississippi Women’s, like my sister, Calista did.”
“I’m still impressed.”
“Why? Where’d you go?”
“Louisiana State. Doesn’t everyone go there? Oops, not the Theriot sisters.”
They laughed. She had to agree that they were of the few who left the state for college.
He had remembered her once they talked as they stood in the water. She was a wisp of a girl, slender with fine hair that was as straight as straw and just as golden. When she was his student, he didn’t notice anything sexual about her, probably because she was so youthful, for lack of a better word, that it would have been illegal.
After spending almost an hour talking to one of the most interesting women he’d ever met, he noticed everything physical about Katy. She had an athlete’s lean build with small breasts high on her chest and for a girl her size, kind of a big, round rear end that he had to avert his eyes from staring at because it was playing havoc with his groin.
She was doing the same thing, noticing his body. When he had walked toward her earlier, her heart skipped a beat. Amazing shoulders and chest with a flat, tan abdomen. The guy had to work out because he didn’t get a body like that from standing in front of a chalkboard all day. When he got out of the water she had to look away; in his loose swimming trunks, the bulge where his thighs met was a little intimidating, so much so that she had to bite her tongue to keep from giggling.
As the pool got busier, it was time for Adam to get back into his lifeguard chair.
“I need to get back to work. I’m sorry.”
“That’s fine,” Katy said. “They’ve been in long enough. It’s almost lunchtime and then they will nap. Anyway, nice chatting, Mr. Spencer,” she said, the children ready to head inside. “See you next time.”
