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pink handprints left behind.
    Our eyes meet and his are hooded, watching me with obvious lust. If I wasn’t surrounded by my family, I’d fuck him right here and now.
    “I … um,” I stammer. “I’ll go get you a towel.”
    I grab a towel off one of the lounge chairs and he’s out of the water. As I walk toward him, the shape of his erection beneath his board shorts is right there in front of me, straining against his waistband. He gives me ample opportunity to take it all in before reaching for the towel in my hands. And believe me, there’s a lot of it to take in. Maybe more than I can handle in one sitting. He’s definitely bigger than anyone I’ve ever been with before. I’d like to find out just how much my body can stretch.
    Feeling exposed, I put my cover-up back on and walk to the table where my mom is lighting candles on my cake.
    Everyone sings the birthday song. My dad sings the loudest. He’s definitely drunk. He’s not the singing type. I pass him another drink. As soon as he’s drunk enough, my mom will insist on taking him upstairs and putting him to bed to stave off any kind of embarrassment.
    After cake a group of us play rummy while Paul and my parents catch up. I feel him watching me. Every time I look up, his eyes are right there and he offers me a smile.
    The wind starts to pick up and the temperature drops. Those still standing after the unlimited supply of alcohol make their way indoors. It’s only a handful; Emily and her admirers, my parents, and Paul. Most of my friends leave early since there are tests tomorrow morning. We all drink more and talk. Paul huddles with my dad in their man corner, laughing and talking about old times. I steal glances at Paul and marvel at the way he commands a room with his quiet confidence. How everyone leans forward to hear what he has to say. There’s just something about him that demands attention without saying a word. And yet there’s not a single arrogant bone in his body. He’s truly beautiful.
    Around midnight Emily goes home with a cute guy who sits in the front of several of my classes. It’s nearly one in the morning when my mom declares it’s time to take my dad upstairs.
    “I should probably get home,” I say.
    “Why don’t you just stay the night here?” my mom suggests.
    Staying with Paul under the same roof while I’m amped up? That’s probably not a good idea. I don’t think I’d be able to control myself. With all the security cameras in the house—most of which I know the locations, but some of them I don’t—it would be too risky.
    “I can’t,” I say. “I told my neighbor I’d feed her cat while she was out of town.”
    “Let me put your father to bed then I’ll drive you home,” my mom says.
    “It’s fine, Mom. I can take a cab.”
    Paul’s deep voice next to me: “I’ll take her. I haven’t been drinking. It’ll be safer that way.”
    I pull in a breath and hold it until my lungs feel like they might explode.
    Safer for me maybe, but who will save Paul from me when I get him alone?
    “Are you sure?” my mom asks. “You just got into town. I can’t ask you to do that.” Her words lack any sincerity. She doesn’t want to go anywhere, but I know she will if she has to.
    Yes, he’s goddamn sure! Go to sleep already. I bite the inside of my cheek to hold back my words.
    “I insist,” Paul says. He looks at me with an intensity that weakens my joints.
    After saying goodnight to my parents, Paul and I leave. His truck is blocked in, so we take my mom’s Mercedes. The entire ride to my apartment is filled with casual conversation and minor flirting. I start to wonder if that’s all this is for him; harmless fun. But then I think about the way he slapped my ass in the pool, and how he touched me … Even if it is harmless for now, I have a feeling he’ll change his mind in the right setting.
    We get to my apartment. I’m afraid he’s going to drop me off and leave, but he turns the car off and