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“That was twenty minutes ago,” Vaughn adds.
Row and I share a look before I push my sunglasses back into place. He’s most likely hooking up with Iris.
Hi, guys.
I swivel my head in the direction of that sweet voice greeting us, seeing Willow approach. Her thick hair is piled into a bun on top of her head and she’s wearing a short black tank dress that hits about mid-thigh, designer slides on her feet, her toenails painted a vivid red. There are at least four gold necklaces in varying lengths around her neck and diamond studs winking in her ears.
This girl screams money and I had no idea I was so attracted to wealthy girls before, but here I am, lusting after her even though she pissed me off last night.
I make no sense.
When no one responds, she drops the plush white towel she’s clutching under one arm onto the nearest lounge chair, unrolling it and placing it carefully across the cushions before she kicks off her slides. My temperature rises when she reaches for the sides of her cover up, pausing when she realizes she has an audience.
Me.
Beau, Vaughn and Row are too busy chatting to notice what she’s doing and besides, they don’t care. She’s family. Their sister, their cousin. While I’m sitting over here remembering what it felt like to have her in my arms last night. The sweet sighs and low moans that sounded deep in her throat when I kissed the shit out of her.
If she’s trying to get under my skin by showing up poolside, it’s working.
Her gaze meets mine and her mouth curves downward. I’m sure she doesn’t love it that I have sunglasses on, but they give me the benefit of looking at her wherever and whenever I want and she can’t tell. There’s an internal war that seems to be happening within her from the expression I see on her face, and she finally gives in, grabbing the dress and yanking it up and over her head.
Leaving me stunned.
She’s wearing a bright green bikini that’s not covering much. Her tits are barely contained by the flimsy fabric and yep, those are definitely her hard nipples I see. Her stomach is flat and her waist is tiny, her hips wide and the perfect place for someone to plant his hands.
Me. I’m that someone.
Willow also has good legs and I stare hard at the scrap of fabric that’s covering the motherland. I don’t even know why I referred to her pussy like that but I’m suddenly dying to see it. Slip my fingers inside it. See if she’s wet.
Fuck, now I feel like Brooks. No wonder the guy snuck off with Iris. He’s probably fucking her in a closet at this very moment while I sit out here, silently suffering.
Lucky fucker.
“Why isn’t anyone in the water?” Willow asks no one in particular.
“I’m in the pool,” Vaughn says, still gliding around on the swan.
“But you’re not in the water. Swimming.” Willow rests her hands on her hips, studying her cousin before she glances over her shoulder, her gaze scanning all of us. Landing on me. “You guys are no fun.”
I lift a brow in silent challenge but she doesn’t respond, turning to face the pool once more.
She wants fun? I can show her fun.
She’s also giving me a perfect view of her ass and it is juicy. I sound like a dick even in my own head. Objectifying her every body part, but it feels like she’s putting on a show just for me and I can’t help but notice. I’m an eighteen-year-old male in the prime of my life. Sue me.
Without warning, she dives into the water, barely breaking the surface, it’s so smooth. She swims across the pool, popping up in front of Vaughn’s swan, wearing a big grin and the water dripping down her face as she tips the swan over, sending Vaughn sputtering into the water.
Row laughs. So does Beau. And so does Willow.
Me? I’m quiet, enjoying this playful side Will is showing me. I don’t see this version of her at school. She always seems stressed and serious. Worried. In this moment, she’s carefree and I like it.
“That sucked,” Vaughn declares when he resurfaces. He cuts his hand through the water, splashing Willow. “Why did you push me off the swan?”
“You looked like you needed to cool off.” She shrugs, shrieking when Vaughn lunges for her and she swims away hurriedly.
Beau jumps into the water, ready to harass his sister, which he does. They’re all splashing each other and laughing in the pool while Row and I stay on the loungers. Row is too busy paying attention to his phone, which means I can leisurely watch Willow without any questions or judgment.
She’s currently struggling to climb onto the swan, Beau choosing this moment to shove her right off, and when she falls into the water with a big splash, I can’t help but laugh. She reappears in an instant, grabbing hold of the swan and swimming away with it, pushing the giant floaty in front of her, the boys yelling at her.
