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“Fuck, Vanessa”

His hands tangled infor life My veins pulsed with excitement

He scooped his hands underyou to our bed”

I waited for the next words He carried me out of the hot tub

“And I’ you until the sun comes up”

“Oh God, Dylan” I clung to his neck, hanging on as he grabbed our towels on the chaise He wrapped me in one and tucked one around his waist

I started to dab the water fro the world start to spin

“Whoa” He caught me before I fell “You ok?”

I nodded “I think the hot tub ht-headed That’s all”

“Maybe I need to carry you the rest of the way”

“Maybe” I grinned

He drewthis week, Dylan”

“Don’t,” he whispered “Don’t say it”

“But I want to say so I have to”

My body was buzzing My head felt funny It had to be froot carried away in the rest of the night I wanted him to knohat he had done for me went behind words