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Vincenzo Moreno

I shoved water out of the way as I made a beeline to the other end of the pool. The seventh time I did so. On getting there, I pierced to the surface and slid a hand across my face.

A few blinks later, I spotted an object in the sunshade opposite. Dragging my gaze away, I pushed out of the pool.

My focus returned to the object; even when a guard brought in my towel, I didn't look away. Drying up, I walked towards the shade. A thought descended from nowhere.

A wish. I wished Rina had been here to see me pull myself out of the pool. My dripping body to her full glare. Humour stretched my lips as I imagined how flustered she'd have been. The tray would have slipped from her hold, and she'd work frantically to clear the mess. Then, I'd claim her by the waist and kiss away the embarrassment.

When I got to the shade, I picked up the glass of juice with the intention of picking her scent. Though faint, it entranced me.

I laid on the lounge, partly sipping the drink and pa