Swimming lessons from best friend’s mom (part 2)
The next day Jake was eager to be there exactly at noon.m, in which he barely succeeds. The door swung open before Jake’s knuckles even grazed the wood—as if someone had been waiting just on the other side. He blinked against the sudden sunlight refracted through the glass, his eager grin faltering when Beth’s amused smirk greeted him instead of Stacy’s hungry gaze. The door swung open before Jake’s knuckles even grazed the wood—as if someone had been waiting just on the other side. He blinked against the sudden sunlight refracted through the glass, his eager grin faltering when Beth’s amused smirk greeted him instead of Stacy’s hungry gaze. The brass knocker was still swinging when Beth leaned against the doorframe, her hip cocked in a way that made her sundress ride up just enough …
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