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Shaking my head, I replied, “Not really. I think if I’d decided along the way to give it up, he would’ve been disappointed, but at the same time, he would’ve respected my decision.”
“It must be surreal for him to have a gold medal winner as a son.”
“The team won the gold, not me. I just got it by default for being a member of the team and then having a teammate get injured.”
“Wow, I think that’s the first time you’ve been modest.”
“It’s not so much modesty but the truth.”
She gave me a genuine smile. “I like modest Noah.”
“Thanks.”
After another awkward silence permeated the air, Gaby said, “Speaking of your medal, I’d love to see a picture of it.”
“Really?”
With an emphatic nod, she replied, “Of course.”
“Okay.” I reached into my pocket to retrieve my phone. As I searched through the pics, I came to one. “Oh fuck,” I muttered before quickly trying to shuffle away.
“Why not that one?”
“It’s just not a good angle.”
Before I could protest anymore, Gaby unceremoniously snatched my phone out of my hands. “I’ll be the judge of that.”
“Fuck,” I once again muttered.
After glancing down at the phone, Gaby’s eyes bulged. “You’re not wearing a swimsuit in this picture.”
“That’s exactly why I tried to skip it.”
She glanced up at me. “You’re completely naked with your medal covering your junk,” she stated.
“Well, it’s not completely covering my junk,” I countered. “I’ve got more girth than the medal’s circumference.”
Gaby rolled her eyes. “How quickly Modest Noah dies out to Douchelord Noah.”
I laughed. “I was just stating facts.”
“Can I askwhyyou’re covering your junk with your Olympic medal?”
“Let’s just say you’re not the first girl to request a picture of me with my medal.”
“Ugh, I regret asking,” she replied, thrusting my phone back at me.
As I shoved my phone back into my pocket, I realized we needed a subject change. “You know about my profession as a competitive swimmer, but I also have a degree in finance.”
“Good for you.” She shuddered. “I’m still trying to unsee that photo.”
“Like you’ve never sent any nudes before,” I countered. When Gaby nibbled on her lip, I replied, “Ha, I knew it.”
“But I’m not a public figure. Yours could’ve ended up plastered on the internet.”
“And you’re the daughter of a famous rock star who I’m sure lots of dudes would be jonesing to see naked.”
Panic flashed in her eyes. “Oh God.”
