“Which we will. They have cameras.”
“Not in the pool area. You can only get to the pool through the front door. And what’s the worst that happens? They’re not going to haul us off to jail. They’ll just tell us to leave.” Coop shrugged like that wasn’t a big deal at all. “It’ll be fine, Matty. Live a little.”
I’ve been living a lot tonight. “Let’s quit while we’re ahead. Maybe we can come out during the day, when the sun’s out.”
Coop re-cupped his hands. “I’m assuming you’ve never hopped a fence before.”
Something in the way Coop said that stung like a rubber brand thwacked against his arm. He was tired of it being true. He wanted to be Sunshine Bomb Matty again.
And just like that, Coop catapulted him over the fence. Matty heard the whoosh as he flew through the air and the bounce when his feet touched the ground. Coop gave himself a running start and climbed up the fence like a squirrel, then jumped down to the other side. They ran behind a planter.
“See?” Coop said, catching his breath. “No cops. No SWAT team.”
They ran to another planter closer to the pool and did another check of the area. Still clear. Water lapped against the side of the pool, one of the most soothing sounds to Matty.
“Okay, we saw it. Let’s go.” Matty nodded for them to leave, but it seemed only Coop’s neck had that magic power.
“Now Matty, do you think we came all this way just to look at a pool? It’s the law of Chekhov’s gun. You can’t come to a pool and not swim in it.”
Coop kicked off his shoes and yanked off his socks. He dipped his toes into the pool. Then he whipped off his tank top and unbuckled his jeans. They slipped to the ground, revealing tight black boxer-briefs. Matty studied the hefty muscles in his back and the smooth curves of his chest, which he’d only seen through the clingy fabric of his shirts. Coop should never wear clothes again. Matty’s dick hardened in seconds
Coop lowered his body into the dark water. “You coming?”
Basically.Matty dug his fingers into the planter.
Coop taunted him with his wet, half-naked body only a foot away. “The water’s great. Nice and warm.”
He listened to Coop’s body swish in the water. His fears about being arrested were being pushed aside by the chance to get a better look at Coop. If he was going to be caught and thrown in jail, then so would Coop.
Matty undressed behind the planter and took quiet, calculated steps into the pool to minimize his splash. He had never been in a pool at night. He submerged himself up to his neck. The water had an ominous darkness to it.
Coop swam to him and stood up, a Greek god emerging from the seas. Water cascaded down his chest and rippled over his abs, making his skin slick and bright. Matty had to tell himself to blink.
“You are a rebel, Matty.”
Matty gulped back hard. The closest he had ever been to a guy this naked had been a locker room. It seemed that Coop didn’t mind him looking, watching the water hit the spot at the base of his abs, just above the waistband of his underwear.
Coop fell backwards and swam to the deep end with Matty not far behind. The lights in the water gave Coop’s solid jawline a crisp silhouette. Matty treaded water, which didn’t help to tamp down his erection. It raged with even more force against his boxers.
“Have you ever done this before?” Matty asked.
“I did it once with a girl and some of her friends. That’s how I knew.”
Matty wanted a break from worrying. He laid back and let himself float, the hell with his erection. There was a certain excitement in Coop possibly seeing. He never looked up at the sky like this. The stars twinkled in the black nothingness. “It’s going to be one year since I graduated high school soon. It feels like much longer.”
“Me, too. It feels like a million miles away.”
“I bet you miss it.” Matty paddled himself in circles around Coop.
“High school?”
“You seem like the type of person who had a blast.”
And there was Coop’s head above him, white teeth and hazel eyes smiling at him.
He stood over Matty’s floating body. Matty was so close to his jacked arms and tight chest that he was about to go Old Faithful. He submerged himself underwater to cool off. It didn’t help. His cock remained stubbornly hard and his brain could only think about an alternate universe where he and Coop were going at it like unneutered dogs.
“Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you,” Coop said.
