Bittersweet by Loth Kimberly

Author:Loth, Kimberly [Loth, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-03-20T18:30:00+00:00

TUESDAY DAWNED BRIGHT and hot. It was a great day to go to a lake, I’d admit that. But it didn’t calm my nerves. I didn’t want to have anything to do with the water. What if I fell in? Then I wouldn’t be able to hear for two weeks. The things I was willing to do for that boy.

I dressed carefully that morning. I put on the deep plum bikini I’d bought at the mall. It almost looked black, but when the light hit it right you could see the purple. It fit well and showed off all right parts. Over the swimsuit I wore a semi-sheer white V-neck tee and navy sport shorts.

Grant was already gone by the time I went out into the living room. This day would be a turning point for Dallas and me. I could already tell. It would be the most time we’d spent together alone. I sat on the couch for a minute and bounced my knees, then stretched my arms above my head, then stood up and paced. This was ridiculous.

Finally, I just waited outside. No need for him to come all the way upstairs and stand awkwardly in the living room while I got my things together. This was much better.

When Dallas arrived, he helped me get my beach bag in the car and then opened the car door for me.

He held my hand as we drove.

“We’re going to my house to pick up the boat. More than likely my folks will be home. You okay meeting them?”

I choked on my own spit.

“Your parents?”

“Yeah, is that a problem?”

“No, I just wasn’t expecting that.”

He smiled and then looked back at the road. A lake and his parents. Maybe this wouldn’t be such a great day after all. I bounced my knees again. What had I gotten myself into?

We drove around a massive lake and Dallas pulled up to gate. He punched in code, the gate opened, and he waved to a security guard on the other side. The houses in the neighborhood were enormous with sprawling immaculate lawns. Dallas pulled in a driveway that wove around the backside of the house and parked in front of a garage. His lawn sloped down to the lake. I was so busy gaping at the lake that I didn’t notice that Dallas had gotten out of the car. He opened my door and held out his hand.

I took it and climbed out of the car. The house was made of dark timber and had floor to ceiling windows on the back.

“Wow.”

Dallas shrugged and tugged on my hand. “Come on, let’s go get the boat ready.”

We walked down to a small boathouse. It contained tools and oars, a couple of kayaks, and jet skis.

“You sure you don’t want to waterski?”

I nodded.

“I tried once when I was twelve. I nearly drowned. I don’t want to repeat it.”

“How’d you almost drown?”

“I can’t swim.”

He paused in his perusal of the boathouse.

“At all?”

“No. My mom enrolled me in swim lessons when I was seven, but I couldn’t hear the instructor and was too shy to speak up.

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