Chapter 66: In the Deep End of the PoolAfter our s****l interlude, we jumped into the pool together. Tacoma did a cannonball and I followed his action with a simple dive. Surrounded by the blue-blue water in the deep end of the pool, I clung to his youthful and muscular frame, unable to let him go. I roped myself around his firm and steel-like body, kissed his neck, both shoulders, and his mouth. When we surfaced, somewhat breathless, I don’t know what came over me and asked, “When do you have to leave, Tacoma?” because I wanted him to stay throughout winter, the following summer, and years to come. Forever, if I could keep him. Always. Mine. Only mine.
“I really don’t know. Soon, though,” he responded, winked at me, kissed me, and pulled off and away.
We bobbed in the pool’s warm water.
