SLOANE
**Chase:** *I'm lying here thinking about the pool house.*
My breath caught. The pool house. His mouth on me. The blue light and the chlorine and the way he'd said my name like it was a prayer he didn't believe in yet.
**Me:** *Which part?*
Three dots appeared. Disappeared. Appeared. A long pause that hummed with intention.
**Chase:** *The part where you came on my tongue and your whole body shook and you said my name like it was the only word you remembered.*
Heat flooded my face, my chest, the space between my thighs. I pressed my knees together under the blanket like that would help. It didn't.
**Me:** *That's specific.*
**Chase:** *I think about it every night. Every single night, Sloane. I can still taste you.*
I closed my eyes. My hand drifted to my stomach without my
