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Rori’sbrown eyes flash wider. “You’re so nice to offer, but I can’t.”

“Why not?” I ask.

“I don’t want to invade your space. That’s not fair to you.”

“Rori, I live alone in this huge house. You won’t even have to see me if you don’t want to. I’ll barely know you’re here.”

She drags her plump bottom lip between her teeth.

“I wouldn’t have made the offer if I didn’t want you to accept. And don’t forget you’ll have access to the beach anytime you want.”

“Ooh, you fight dirty,” she says.

“You can nap on the porch.”

Her eyes light up. “In the hammock?”

I nod. “Yep.”

“How can I say no to all that?”

“What sold it for you?” I ask.

“That I won’t have to see you if I don’t want to.”

It takes an extra second for her words to register, and when they do, my lower jaw hinges open.

Why wouldn’t she want to see me?

Rori snickers, drawing my attention. She covers her mouth, trying to hide her grin, but it’s too late. She gives up the fight, letting the peals of laughter loose.

“Oh, you think you’re funny, do you?”

I jump to my feet and scoop her up from the chaise. Still laughing, she squeals and kicks her legs as I carry her toward the pool. Pausing at the edge, I rock her as if I’m going to send her sailing into the water.

“Nooo, I didn’t mean it,” she backpedals.

“Do you know what happens to fresh girls?” I ask. She shakes her head. “They get punished.”

“No, I—”

I cut off her reply by sending her airborne. She lands in the water with a splash followed by a shriek. Before she has a chance to recover, I jump in next to her. I dunk completely under the water before I break the surface.

Rori is treading water in the deep end. “I want to be mad at you, but this feels too amazing.”

She’s right. It’s so refreshing. Plucking her floating hat from the water, I toss it to the patio and swim to her. My arms slip around her back, holding her near while my legs kick under the water, keeping us afloat.

Rori’s long legs loosely wrap around my hips and her hands grip my shoulders. Swooping down, I connect our wet mouths. Her lips taste like chlorine laced with her own sweet taste. Just like the other night, I’m giving in to temptation. I’m done fighting my conscience. I don’t care if she’s younger than me or who her sister is. Something that feels this right, can’t possibly be wrong.

She arches back over my arm as our tongues tangle together. Her wet bikini top is no match for her taut nipples. I feel them pressing into my chest as if she’s naked.

God, I wish she was naked.

She practically is naked.

Slow down, Romeo.

With her curves all wet and slippery, my dick’s already doing his best to bust free of my swimsuit. Even though she’s not grinding into me, I’m sure she’s noticed.

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