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“She only ever tolerated me.”
“That’s not true.” He squeezes my hand. “Well, it was sort of true. But she’s not going to be mean to you now. She knows how much I loved you.”
Hearing him admit he loved me in past tense is enough to soften the heart I’m trying to keep hardened and distant. I lean in, drawn to him by the honesty reflected on his face. I loved him, too. So much.
“Back then,” he tacks on, and clears his throat, killing the moment. “Don’t worry about it. I thought you could use a home-cooked meal.” He drops my hand.
“Are you insinuating that I don’t cook?” I latch onto the topic change.
“I’ve seen the interior of the fridge in this house. It’s packed with cheese and salad and yogurt.”
“That’s food!”
“None of it’s even hot.”
I nudge him with my shoulder and then stay there, leaning into him, his sunshine-and-sweat smell tickling my nostrils. How is it that he can smell awful and wonderful at the same time? “You do need a shower.”
“I’ve been working in the sun for about twelve hours. Tell me something I don’t know.”
“How about I make us a salad and cheese plate? Take a quick shower and then we’ll have a beer and then swim.” The sun will be down within the hour and my parents’ yard is private. “Suit optional,” I add.
“Are you inviting me to dinner now?”
“Yes. But mostly I’m inviting you to swim naked with me.”
We grin at each other and it’s a moment I wish didn’t have to end. But it does. He stands, pulling me up with him, and then he swats my butt when I enter the house ahead of him.
Three empty beer bottles are lined up on the edge of the pool. It’s dark save for the moon, which is a fuzzy orb behind a veil of clouds. My swimsuit top and bottom are discarded next to the bottles. Jax never bothered getting dressed after his shower, coming outside with a beach towel wrapped around his lean hips, which he shed the moment the sun went down.
We’re in the center of the pool, his feet anchored on the bottom, my legs at his waist, ankles locked behind him. He’s kissing me, tongue sliding and slipping along mine in a drugging pace that makes me forget my name—both of them.
The clouds hang heavy and low. The weather app on my phone didn’t show lightning anywhere near, but the particularly grouchy-looking cloud covering most of the block bursts. Warm, fat droplets of rain plink my cheeks and head. Jax breaks our French-kissing rhythm to smile and I return it, our lips still touching.
“Should we get out?” I ask but hold tight to his neck, not wanting to go anywhere.
“No.” He squeezes me closer, nudging my center with a very insistent hard-on. “You should let me in.”
“Water’s the worst lubrication ever.”
“Yeah, but you’re slippery and ready for me.” A fat raindrop splats his nose and he closes one eye. I swipe his eyebrow and cheeks as more drops randomly bounce off the surface of the pool. We kept the lights off, save the one in the kitchen, which is the only illumination to light our way. The yard is large and my parents’ house sits on three lots surrounded by trees at the edges, so Jax and I have plenty of privacy.
I hope.
“What are the chances one of the neighbors is snapping pictures of us in the pool and selling them to TMZ?” I sort of joke.
“Slim to none. But I’ll keep you close so you don’t flash anyone.” His arms are banded around me, my breasts flattened against his chest. “When we get out, I’ll carry you so no one sees.”
“What about you?”
“No one cares about my ass.”
“Not true.” I ruffle his wet hair. “You have a female fan club online I bet would love to see your bare ass.”
“I don’t care about them. Only you.”
That earns him a kiss. I can’t resist him when he’s sweet. We make out some more, a slower, more intentional exploration than before. Part of me warns that I’m in way too deep, but I sternly remind myself that, like this pool, there is a deeper end I could fall into. I don’t have to fall for Jax again. I can enjoy him and his hot kisses and the glide of his talented fingers as they find my channel. I’m as slippery as he guessed.
“Mini. Take me.”
