“Yeah, that really kicked my ass,” I say.
“Where are Poppy and Anna?” Blake asks.
“Anna needed help with her swimsuit. One of the straps busted,” I say.
“So she’s helping her put on her swimsuit? That’s hot,” Blake says.
I make a grossed-out noise and splash water in his face. “Fuck you.”
Blake just laughs. “I’m joking, dude. Chill.”
“Want me to joke about how hot your mom is?” I say.
Blake’s smile drops. Leo laughs. Travis cracks a smile.
I fucking hate when my friends and teammates tease me about how pretty Anna is. She’s my twin sister. I don’t want to hear it.
“What’s with all the splashing?” Anna asks as she and Poppy walk out onto the deck. We all scoot over to make room.
“Nothing,” I say.
I watch as Poppy slides into the hot tub wearing a red bikini. I can’t tear my gaze away from her.
Fuck, she looks good.
I slide my arm around her, pulling her close, then take a swig of beer from the can in my other hand.
She smiles at me. “This feels nice. So relaxing.”
I kiss her cheek. Leo offers Anna a beer, but she says no thanks.
“I’ll stick with water,” she says.
“So what’s new with you?” Leo asks her.
“Not a whole lot. Just studying my butt off for the MCAT,” she says.
“You’re going to medical school after undergrad, right?” Leo says.
“That’s the plan.”
“I guess we’d better start calling you Dr. St. George,” Blake says.
Anna chuckles. “I like the sound of that.”
“I’m not calling you doctor,” Travis mutters before taking a long swig of beer.
She rolls her eyes. “We’re just joking around. I don’t actually think they should call me doctor.”
“Good. Because you’re not a doctor,” he says, looking up at the sky.
“Thank you for stating the obvious,” she says sarcastically. Both Leo and Blake laugh.
Travis just shakes his head.
“Why don’t you lighten up?” Anna says.
Travis cracks a smile and chuckles like he’s amused.
