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what?”
    “ I’m enjoying myself.”
    “ With me?”
    “ You form part of that equation, yes.”
    I can’t help but smile. “I knew you’d like me.”
    “ I didn’t say I liked you, I said I was enjoying myself.”
    “ It’s the same thing.”
    “ You think everyone likes you, you have a warped sense of perspective. It comes from the necessity to protect yourself from criticism.”
    “ I love it when you talk dirty.”
    “ You’d get turned on by a shop mannequin if you gave it the right dress.”
    “ Now now, don’t do yourself a disservice.”
    “ I’ll make sure I’m careful of that.”
    “ And I didn’t ever think you liked me, not the first time around at least.”
    “ Don’t convince yourself that viewpoint has changed if it hasn’t.”
    “ No, of course, making the same mistake twice would be awful.”
    “ Unforgivable.”
    “ Unthinkable.”
    “ Undeniable.”
    This is sexual tension central station and even though she’s not admitting in, Lucy’s a high-speed train coming at me with her horns blaring and her lights flashing all over the place. I’m so horny I can barely hide it. My dick is twitching against the fabric of my board shorts like mad, and I’m swelling so rapidly I’m either going to have to pour water on my lap or something much more enjoyable instead, like those lips or those hands or what I know will be growing rapidly hot and tingly like mad inside her sexy little-
    “ Underwear.”
    There is definitely movement towards each other, that’s undeniable. I could repeat that moment in my head a thousand times and come to the same conclusion. And when I say that moment, I mean that moment. The kiss. The culmination of a couple of days flirting. The close proximity of two individuals, with history, no longer able to deny it any more. The fuck it, I’m going in moment, the nothing else matters moment. The Alex Vann Haden and Lucy Parker five years in the waiting ninety-nine yard hail mary at the end of the Superbowl, except I never throw hail mary passes because I’m that certain to make sure I get it done before there’s even a chance of it being over I don’t need to moment.
    The ice in my crotch feels super cold, and I’m up on my feet, softened instantly, watching that moment float away on the afternoon’s wind, waving at me as it goes, flicking me the bird.
    Lucy looks embarrassed, either because of what’s happened - both the attempt to kiss me and the accidental knocking over of the ice bucket - or maybe because I’ve just caught her ogling my crotch.
    “ Fuck, sorry, fuck”, Lucy’s saying, the words punctuated by laughter. “That was super unlucky.”
    And then the moment is so far past us there’s nothing else for it but to move on and wait for it to eventually come back around again.
     
    Lucy
    If that jerk thinks he can play me like that, he’s got another thing coming. He’s so transparent I can see the sun shining through him, and it’s not going to work.
    If Alex Vann Haden is serious, which I’m almost a hundred percent certain he’s not, he’s going to have to work a lot harder than that to prove it.
    I’m not going to let him win this little bet unless I know it doesn’t bother him if he loses it, and I’m not going to give it up just like that. I might have done at college, if this happened way back then, but I’m definitely not going to do it now. He can pour me as much champagne as he likes, take me to as many private islands in the middle of nowhere, but until he proves to me he’s not just another alpha male looking to get laid, he and I are going nowhere.
    The water has made his board shorts see-through enough I can see the outline of his cock, and as much as I try not to look at it, I can’t help my eyes wandering back there every so often.
    Nowhere , I repeat back to myself. I’m better than that. I’m strong enough to resist him and have a large enough sense of self-worth not to bring myself down to his level. No matter