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Abby’s hell-bent on getting me into the pool with her, practically ordering me upstairs to go change while she gets the cover off.

“And where’s your swimsuit?” I challenge her, but knowing Abs, she has it on as her underwear, which she does.

Flashing the strap of her bikini top and stabbing her tongue out at me, she pushes me playfully toward the stairs.

“And no T-shirts!” she commands me. “You need some sunshine, girl. Get some vitamin D into ya.”

I know there’s no point arguing with her, so groaning, I haul myself up the marble staircase.

The gleaming white and black stone is cold under my feet.

But the oversized tees I wear when I’m swimming, or doing anything, are for a reason.

Especially if I’m swimming.

I couldn’t even look at myself in a swimsuit, let alone inflict that sight on anyone else.

Especially Kane….

One look at me in a swimsuit, and he’d probably run a mile.

Would he, though? He didn’t seem too horrified in the kitchen.

I only play with the idea of a swimsuit, but it’s out of habit more than anything else when I slip my oversized tee on once I change.

Only daring to look in Abby’s huge mirrors once I’m covered up.

I make my way downstairs, the house suddenly quiet and empty.

From the kitchen, I can see Abby out on the pool deck.

And Kane in his short shorts and even tighter tee, pulling back the heavy pool cover as easily as he might turn the pages of a book.

His entire body, flexing those perfect muscles. His gleaming white teeth smile over at Abby as she tells him to work harder.

I feel my knees going weak, and the torrent between my legs starts up again at the sight of her dad doing manly things.

I feel my heart flutter as it skips a couple of beats before it settles into a pounding rhythm.

Each note of my pulse, feeling like it’s making me hotter and hornier, wetter, and more needful for Kane the longer I stare at him.

I must look like a wreck, open-mouthed and about to faint, draped in a shirt that would even sag on Kane’s huge frame.

But the sound of Abby diving into the crystal clear water of the pool breaks my attention.

And before Kane’s even finished heaving the huge cover off, he’s splashed from her dive, making a“Really?” face at Abby before he rolls up the huge length of the cover as easily as he might fold his socks.

Abby skims under the water, turning like a graceful mermaid before surfacing.

Looking every bit as attractive as her dad.

Making me feel short, fat, and very unsure of myself all of a sudden.

Making me doubt I can go through with Kane seeing me in the pool, let alone trying to get through the rest of the weekend.

“Phone!” Abby suddenly shrieks. “Phooooone!!!”

I can hear her cell chiming from the kitchen.

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