Jeanie
I never guessed it would be so fun to spend a night with Gabe and Isaiah. We played in the pool until Isaiah’s teeth started to chatter and all of our fingers had pruned and wrinkled.
I sensed that Gabe was troubled about something, but he was an expert at burying his feelings. I didn’t want to press him about it in front of the kid, so I just through myself into playing.
Despite the fact that the pool had a “NO JUMPING -NO DIVING sign posted, we all broke the rules. Even Isaiah was brave enough to leap from the edge into Gabe’s waiting arms.
A few times I ended up tangled up in Gabes’s arms myself. His hands accidentally touched my bare skin, just for fleeting, innocent moments.
But my thoughts were far from innocent.
When his fingers circled my waist, when they gripped my
