C/w: brief watersport ahead
I hold my breath to help myself.
’It's just a swimming lesson’ I say to myself as I keep my face hidden to hide the redness of it.
’It's just…’
Oh my God.
“Travis” I whimper his name softly but he doesn't hear me.
Suddenly, the buoyancy of the water makes me rise and fall against him with a tiny wave and with my legs wrapped tightly around him, my core rubs lightly against the front of his swim trunks.
Oh God.
I freeze, mortified at what just happened, but I don't let go.
If I do, I’ll sink.
I’ll drown, so I hold on to him.
I know he feels it too as another wave repeats the action, the rubbing of my core against his front.
“See?“ Mom's loud voice startles me.
I look over as best as I can to see her while maintaining my hold on my step daddy's body
