“I thought that was a French fry.”
She chuckles.
I giggle too.
But what I’m really doing isnotlooking at the pool. At Theo at the edge of the pool near Claire, who is a total actual bombshell just like Sabrina.
“I’m not doing this for Theo,” I whisper to Sabrina.
“You’re wearing the bikini for you. How’s it feel?”
“Naked.”
“I can confirm neither of your nipples and none of your vagina are hanging out.”
Lucky Sullivan misses his mouth and smears his hamburger across his cheek while he stares at me, and Decker spills his tropical drink.
“Please tell me that’s a sign of attraction and not horror. But not too much attraction.”
“Laney?”
“I know, I know, get out of my head and enjoy the feel of sunshine on every square inch of my skin.”
She grins. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Oh my god, it does. It really does. Do you think I might have a vitamin D deficiency?”
“Delaney. Go do a cannonball and have somefun.”
“I didn’t grab—”
“I will get you all the towels you want when you get out of the pool. Now go. Shoo.Have fun. For you.”
Right.
Fun.
Are my arms a little jiggly? What about my thighs? Will the triplets think I want to have sex with all of them because I’m showing skin at the pool?
“Laney,” Sabrina whispers, “sex is normal and healthy andfun.”
“Oh, god, did I say that out loud?”
“You and mai tais are a combination for the ages.”
“I need you in the pool with me to make me stop talking. And those mai tais barely have any alcohol in them.”
“No regrets today. Today is your day off of expectations. You’ve earned it.”
We’ve reached the edge of the pool. I can jump in. Dive in. Cannonball in.
Sit on the edge and slowly lower myself in while I get used to the temperature.
“You know how to swim, Laney, or do you need a floatie?” Theo calls.
The taunt is all it takes.
Did he know? Did he know that’s what I needed to hear?
