Eighty-Nine

Jessie rounded the corner and froze when he saw me. I felt instant regret for forgetting to grab my towel back from Mark and even more for not bothering to wear a cover-up when I went to the pool. I had just been so excited to spend time with him that I wasn't thinking straight.

"Hey," I said with a shy wave, knowing the embarrassment of being caught locked out of my room in my bathing suit was evident in the blush that covered my face and neck.

"Um, hey." He said and walked forward, his eyes straying to look at anything but me.

"How was your first day?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest with one hand wrapped around my torso and the other crossed to grip my shoulder and shield my boobs.

"It was pretty shitty, but I'm sure things will get better the longer I am here." He let out that deep chuckle that use to fill me with butterflies and make my throat dry, but now it did nothing for me. It was just another friend or person laughing. "What was with