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“Yes.” I choose honesty because it is my first time after twenty-six years, with a complete stranger. I’m allowed to be weirded out. Or at the very least, confused.
“Okay.” Theo applies his mature voice, one that makes me forget that I’m spread out before him. “What can I do to help you with that?”
I don’t have an answer for him. Nor do I have the time to think about one.
The familiardingof the elevators announcing the arrival of a neighbor pierces the silence around us, hurling me back to reality.
“Nothing.”
Since one part of my bikini is nowhere to be found, and the other would take me forever to put on, I give up on wearing them. I shimmy myself out of Theo’s loosened grip and slide across the floor toward the pool bed where I left my robe.
“Prue—“ he starts, his dominant warning not pleased one bit when I close the robe around my naked body.
“You should pull your trunks up.”
By the grace of everything good, he does.
Exactly in time for the glass door to the pool area to open.
“Hi, Prue,” Rhonda from floor four greets me.
“Hey, Rhonda.” I pin the robe tighter around me.
I also pray that Theo takes advantage of Rhonda’s attention being fixed on me, so he can shove my bikini into his pockets.
“And you are…?” she asks, casting her maple eyes toward the unfamiliar man in the water.
Theo turns around. From his profile, I see he’s not smiling. His expression is flat. Polite.
“Theo. New neighbor.”
It doesn’t escape me how he doesn’t tell either of us his last name. And that he doesn’t tell her his floor number.
I don’t have time to linger on it, not when I’m naked beneath my robe. Nor do I want to continue Theo’s and my conversation about us having sex. Embarrassment and self-awareness plague my body, and I have to collect myself. Alone.
Which was what I planned to tell Theo.
Except now I don’t have to anymore. I’m free to just…go. To mull over tonight on my own.
To decide what I want all alone.
“Welcome to the building.” She smiles at him, because how could she not?
He’s gorgeous.
He really is.
“You too,” he tells her, then casts his eyes to mine. Again, demanding me to stay.
“Well, then.” I start walking on trembling feet, pausing, regrouping, and steeling my muscles. When I head toward the door, my gait can almost pass as confident. “I’m done for the night.”
“Prue, wait,” Theo says. Still domineering, still commanding.
But now I’m out of his reach.
With my hand on the sliding glass door, I spin toward them. “Good night, Rhonda.”
The man who took my virginity and had me coming three times under his ministrations pulls himself up and out of the pool.
