The others watched us play, Erica included.
Katie swam over to the ladder and climbed out of the pool. She peeled off her wet clothes to reveal the bikini underneath. What Brad had said earlier was true: Katie was fuckinghot. An hourglass figure and big, round tits that bounced in her bikini as she stepped out of her cut-off shorts.
“Damn, girl,” I said to her. “It’s a good thing I’m in the pool, otherwise you’d make me overheat.”
Katie giggled and struck a pose.
I saw the effect my comment had on Erica. Her jaw tightened and she looked away.
Good.
Katie jumped back in the pool and we tossed a tennis ball back and forth. Brad got in soon after that and wandered over to me.
“I don’t like him,” Brad told me.
I grunted in agreement. “Me neither.”
“Yeah, I can tell,” Brad said. “You trying to take my job as protective older brother?”
The last thing I want to be is Erica’s brother, I thought.
Erica and Lance The Douchebag nibbled on food and then got into the pool with us. He wore pink and blue surfer shorts, and his body was covered with lean muscle. As soon as Lance was in the pool, he ducked under the water. Erica yelped with surprise, and then rose up out of the water. Lance had swam between her legs and was now holding her up on his shoulders.
“Who wants to chicken fight?” he asked, staring directly at me.
“You’re on, Backstreet Boy,” I said.
Lance’s mouth hung open for a moment. “Huh?”
Okay, so he’s stupid, too.Erica deserved someone who was smarter than this bozo.
Erica glared at me. “If you’re referring to Lance Bass, he was in NSYNC.”
“Sorry,” I grinned, “my knowledge of boy bands is rusty.”
I swam underneath Katie until her legs were over my shoulder, then I stood up in the pool. Even though I had a beautiful woman sitting on my shoulders, I couldn’t stop staring at Erica on top of Lance. He was holding her legs against him, thumb caressing her moist skin. She didn’t seem to notice—she was busy staring defiantly at me.
“Bring it on!” she said.
Lance and I walked toward each other with the girls on our shoulders until we were a foot apart. Brad handed the girls floppy pool noodles, and then the two of them started swinging at each other. The patio area was filled with playful cries and shouts as they wailed on each other with the noodles, trying to knock the other person over.
Lance turned sideways, elbowing me in the ribs. It might have been an honest mistake, but there was a look in his eyes that made me think it was intentional. This guy was competitive.
I leaned forward, sending Katie into Erica. The two of them squealed while grabbing each other, and then both of them toppled sideways into the water with a huge splash.
“We definitely won,” Lance immediately announced. “Katie hit the water first.”
“Aww, I thought we tied!” Katie said. She pouted at me. “You let go of me too soon.”
“Your legs were slippery,” I said, but the truth was I had been busy watching Erica too much to focus on keeping Katie upright.
“Let’s play again, but switch it up,” Lance said. “You’re with me this time, Katie.”
“Okay!” she said while swimming over to him.
Is he trying to make me jealous by playing with my date?I knew I should have been annoyed by it, but all I could think about was how I would now be paired up with Erica.
She slowly waded toward me, breasts bobbing in the water and blonde hair plastered wetly to her face. She wiped it away and asked me, “Ready to do this?”