"Russell?" She calls softly.
"s**t!" He mumbles, halfway to picking up his shirt.
He hears the splashing of the water as she gets out of the pool but wouldn't dare look. He knows what will happen to him, how his body will burn with desire at the sight of her and he's not sure he can control what happens next, not with his thoughts already raving over the pleasures he can give her.
He continues to get his clothes and pretends he doesn't hear her.
"Russ..." She calls again in a little voice. She's closer.
He takes a step away.
"Russell, please wait." He stops. How can he not stop when she asks him to? He'll do anything thing she tells him to.
That's why he didn't tell her about his Mom's situation three years ago and what he has to do back then because he knows he can't say no if she
