LOGINThe motorboat started. I had never skied before and had no idea if that even mattered, but staying upright was harder than I expected. I glanced sideways to see how Jenny was doing—and that was the moment I lost my balance and wiped out.
“Dude,” Brian greeted me as I climbed out of the water, “if you hadn’t been staring at her, we might’ve had a shot.”
“I know, I’m sorry,” I said. “I was just curious.”
“No,” Paul laughed, “you wanted to win. She was focused on the task.”
“Nice job, fairies,” the guy said as he helped Jenny out of her vest. He clearly started chatting with her, but Jenny just smiled, oblivious as always. Seeing this was starting to make me mad.
“So, boys,” Mayoko called out, cutting off both the conversation and my thoughts, “now or after lunch?”
“Now,” Brian said with a sigh, clearly noticing my frustration. “At least this way, lunch will stay down.”
We climbed to the top of the tower and jumped one by one. Everyone managed just fine—except Brian, who clearly struggled. The girls cheered from below. After the jump, we grabbed some food and returned to our spot. Jenny and Susy were the last to return, and practically every guy stared at my gorgeous ex-girl’s bikini-clad body. I was about to lose my mind, so I just kept my head down and focused on my sandwich. Brian glanced at me, but didn’t say a word.
“Hello, Dr. Simmons,” two cute, young girls approached us mid-bite. My friends tried not to burst out laughing.
“Hi,” I said, swallowing my mouthful.
“Thanks for vaccinating our cat this week!” one of them squealed.
“No problem,” I replied.
“We thought we’d invite you to lunch as a thank-you,” the other added.
Paul muttered something, and those who understood Japanese cracked up.
“I’m already eating, but thank you,” I said, glancing around for help. I usually bailed in situations like this.
“Dr. Simmons is pretty booked up,” Brian jumped in, knowing exactly what I needed. ”But I’m sure he’d accept something to eat if you brought it now.”
“His favorite is the vegetarian salad,” Jenny added with a smile. The girls nodded.
“We’ll be right back!” one of them chirped, and they walked off.
“Paul, what did you say?” I asked, curious.
“That the vaccine was a real lifesaver,” he laughed, and we all joined in.
“Jenny,” I turned to my ex, ”that wasn’t funny.” I did love her wit.
“We thought it was,” she grinned.
For a few moments, everyone ate in silence. I noticed some of my friends exchanging glances, quietly signaling each other with their eyes—pointing at Jenny.
“Jane, are you really not coming on the group trip?” Jessica finally broke the silence.
“All of you keep asking me almost every day, but I still don’t think it’s a good idea,” Jenny said, casting me a quick glance.
“You could be my roommate,” Susy offered.
“And we don’t have to spend every second with the guys,” Mayoko added.
“I promise,” Brian said. “If Jay can’t behave, we’ll split off.”
“I’m still not sure this is a good idea,” she muttered.
“There won’t be any problems,” I promised. “You should come—it won’t cause any tension between us.”
Jenny was thinking, and everyone waited in silence. Brian smiled at me—we’d won.
“Alright, I’ll go,” Jenny sighed, then smiled. “Just stop bugging me about it.”
“Great—in that case, we’ll stop calling you,” Paul laughed.
The two girls returned with a box of salad.
“Thanks,” I said. ”I’m actually full now, so please, take it as a thank-you for your kindness.” I winked out of habit.
“Thank you!” they squealed and walked off with the salad.
“Nice save, Jay,” Jenny laughed.
“Try again next time,” I teased.
Later that afternoon, we said our goodbyes and everyone headed home.
On Sunday, we had lunch at my place. Luckily, after swimming, we both had a good appetite.In the afternoon, we went to his place to play video games.“When will the pool be finished here? Do you know?” Brian asked.“Jenny said in the fall when we come back,” I said. “Unfortunately, I’ll have to spend a day in the gym.”“I won’t even ask,” he laughed. “She’s definitely going to torture you.”By the time I got home, Jenny had already arrived and was unpacking.“I missed you,” I said, wrapping my arms around her. “How did the meeting go?”“Well,” she said. “They signed the contract.”“What contract?” I asked, curious.
“Yeah, Jenny always sees right through me,” I admitted.“I know, son,” he smiled. “Good luck. I can’t help you—this is between the two of you.” He laughed.“You bet on this too?” Amber asked, sounding exasperated.“She said she’d figure it out,” I muttered, feeling slightly offended. “You don’t think I’m just going to let it go, do you?”“You’re the boss,” Amber rolled her eyes, while our parents laughed.“Is it already sized?” I asked as I held the box. I remembered correctly—it was a stunning ring.“Yes, bro,” Amber smiled. “Dad asked me for one of those bijou rings she wears in photos, so I knew about it—Mom was the only one who didn’t.”
“Unfortunately, it was all for nothing,” I said, disappointed. “It’s no longer in the store, so there’s nothing to show. Does Jenny know you’re here?” I asked.“No,” Dr. Cox replied. “Mickey is at his friend’s place, and Jane left before us.”“I’m sorry about the ring, Jay,” Mrs. Julie said.“Good thing I pay attention to details too—not just Janie,” Dr. Cox laughed, making everyone look at him.“Adam,” Dad chuckled, “I think you should stop teasing them before they kill you tonight.”“Andrew? Adam?” Both mothers asked at the same time.“Ladies,” Dr. Cox said with a smile, reaching into his inner pocket and placing a blue heart-shaped box on the table. &ldquo
The next day, Dad drove us to the apartment, and I showed them around.“It’s not huge, but it’s perfect for the two of us. Thank you,” I said once we settled in the living room.“I see your girlfriend has made it feel like home,” Mom said, looking around.“Yeah, she’s slowly unpacking everything. Will the rent be covered over the summer too?” I asked, since we hadn’t discussed it yet.“As far as I know, it was leased for several years. Adam handled the paperwork,” Dad said.“If no one’s hungry yet,” Dad continued, “we could head to the store.”“Finally, I get to see my own shop,” Amber said excitedly.“Sis,” I said, “I’ve already been inside, but they
On Friday, Jenny drove home after school, pulling into my parents’ driveway just before dinner. The scent of home-cooked food drifted through the open windows, and as she stepped inside, the family was already gathered, waiting with expectant smiles.“Come in,” Brad said, opening the door. “Dinner’s just about ready.”“Good evening,” Jenny greeted everyone and sat across from me at the table—her usual spot. She seemed a little nervous, which was unusual for her lately.“Everything okay, dear?” Dad noticed.“Messyhair said everyone’s coming to visit our apartment tomorrow, but unfortunately, I won’t be able to be there,” she blurted out.“No problem, dear,” Mom reassured her. “Yes, I could only make time now.” So she took resp
I should’ve looked away. Should’ve stood up and left the room. But I couldn’t. She danced like temptation incarnate—teasing, graceful, slow. When she peeled back her sweatshirt and revealed the black corset beneath, I stood.I crossed to her in two strides, hands slipping around her waist.“What do you think you’re doing?” she giggled as I eased her down onto the couch.I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My fingers were already tugging at her tracksuit, breath shallow. I nearly tore the fabric from her—and my own clothes too—blinded by how much I needed her. She laughed softly, her skin warm under my hands, her smile daring me to break every rule we’d set.“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked again, this time breathlessly, already reacting to my kisses.
“Hey, Shannon,” Jenny said cheerfully. “Glad I spotted you—your gloves were left behind yesterday.”She placed something on the table.“Thanks! I’ve been looking for them,” Shannon squealed.“No problem. Bye!” Jenny said. “Bye, Jay,” she added, and walked out the door.“Damn it,” I muttered and ran
I slept late—everyone was already up by the time I came downstairs.“Little bro,” Amber said, “you can start making up for your screw-ups. After lunch, you should help out at the shop.”“Isn’t Brad free?” I asked flatly. I had no desire to leave the house.“Forget it,” Amber said. “I’ll manage.”“F
I was getting ready for Christmas—finally, I could go home. I hadn’t gone out in a while, just focused on studying. The food didn’t taste as good as it did at home, so I didn’t feel like eating much either.What I looked forward to most on weekends were Uncle Steve’s conversations—at least then I c
I couldn’t even finish my burger. I just wanted to get home, confront my dad, and change out of my sticky clothes.He was in the living room, scribbling something. Mom was watching TV. I was already on edge, and I didn’t care about the mess I was in—I needed to talk to them first.“Why didn’t you t







