CHAPTER 22
THE LATE AFTERNOON sun beat down on me as I lay on a lounge chair by Nick’s pool in my shorts, with my T-shirt tied in a knot under my breasts and the sleeves pushed up onto my shoulders. A gentle breeze from the sea provided welcome relief from the heat. It may have been October, but the temperature was in the mid-seventies, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. For a brief moment, I cursed the fact that I didn’t have a bikini, but then I shook my head at myself. Even if I did, I wouldn’t dare to wear it. Somebody might see.
The taunts in high school had made me overly sensitive about the size of my chest, and the rumours when I got to college didn’t help. It went from pictures of porn stars pasted all over my locker to whispers that I’d paid for my breasts. As if I could affo
