Chapter 3:
The Plan
The backyard games wrapped up and everyone started drifting toward the house to prepare for the big afternoon spread. My body felt electric, every nerve singing after hours of brushing against Lewis. I couldn’t stop replaying how his hand had gripped my waist, how his breath felt on my ear.
Lewis wiped his face with the hem of his shirt again, giving me that view of his abs. “Whew, I’m sticky as hell. Think I’ll jump in the shower real quick before we start chopping stuff for dinner. Don’t want to smell like sweat around all the aunties.”
Dad laughed, carrying empty glasses inside. “Smart man. Use the guest bathroom upstairs, it’s got the big shower. Towels are fresh.”
Mom nodded. “Yes, go ahead. Anna, make sure your cousin has everything he needs. We’ll handle th
