Page 39 of Until Us


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The sun is out, and the Jeep rolls over the gravel with ease. There are few people since it is still early September, but the summer heat is still in the air, heating up the day.

“Ready for a swim?” he asks.

I smooth my windblown hair, and I feel refreshed and exhilarated that I get to go for a swim at the beautiful lake, looking like a crystal as the sun gleams off the surface.

In the distance, you can see small boats, one pulling a wakeboard. I hop out of the Jeep, glad there are restrooms, and head inside to change into a modest bikini.

When I emerge, Kalum is already ready for a swim, his massive body with tattoos covering his smooth tan skin.

To know that just this morning, I was wrapped in his arms, feeling warm and safe. Not even Marcus looked like that, and he plays football.

When I walk up, his eyes trail slowly over my bikini. His eyes darken for a second, but then his mouth turns up in a smile.

He holds out his hand. “Come on. I’ve already tested the water. It’s still warm.”

He guides me to the shallow part and then farther until the water is up to my neck. Under the water, I can feel the brush of his knees every now and then.

“Did you ever swim back home?” he asks.

I slide my wet hair over one shoulder before I answer.

He studies me and gets closer, but I don’t step back. I’ve gotten used to the feel of him near my body. He isn’t handsy, which I can appreciate, and he makes sure not to make me feel uncomfortable around him.

“My neighbor had an aboveground pool. When I was seven, my mother took me to get free swimming lessons at the community center. There was a group of volunteers from a foundation to teach kids how to swim to prevent accidental drownings. As you can tell, I didn’t come from money.” I shrug.“I had fun with friends from my neighborhood. They would come and go until high school when I met Marcus and Gina.”

The mention of Marcus has Kalum’s expression hardening.

“How long were you with Marcus?”

“Since the first week of my freshman year until I moved here with you.”

“Why Marcus?”

I look down to see if I could see my feet below, thinking how to answer the question. He probably is wondering how I didn’t see the betrayal. How I didn’t notice, and why out of all the guys attending Spencer Public High, I chose to be with Marcus.

“He was nice and didn’t pressure me to have sex. I would tell him to stop, and he would. He was safe, and my parents liked him for the most part.”

Kalum gets close, and my legs wrap around his waist, my arms winding around his neck. The smell of his cologne drifts off his skin.

“Why me? Why do you let me touch you and not him?” he asks, his voice husky.

His lips are inches from mine. His thumbs slide under the strings tied around my back. My skin tingles under the water in the wake of his touch. My nipples are so hard under the bikini top, they ache for…

His lips.

Anything if it’s Kalum doing it.

How did I fall under his magic spell? I don’t know. But it happened.

“I like the way you touch me. It feels right.”

The way he is patient and listens to me. The way his touch burns a fire across my body, searing it in my mind, committing it to my memory. I don’t think I could ever forget him.

“Like this.” His lips brush over mine, and I slide my tongue inside his mouth. He sucks my tongue, and I suck his. Mybreasts rub against his muscled pecs, and we kiss like star-crossed lovers. A forbidden embrace. A forbidden touch and a forbidden kiss.

We both know what’s at stake. My existence and well-being in his house. The disapproval from his parents and his friends for sneaking around with the poor future housekeeper.

Right now, we don’t care because it is just us, and nothing can ruin this moment. We are in each other’s arms, our breaths mingling and our skin touching. It’s perfect. It’s us.

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