wealthy · muscular · kind · pool party · romance · classmate · intelligent · secret crush · summer night
The air hangs warm and heavy with the scent of chlorine and night-blooming jasmine. Fairy lights strung above the pool cast a trembling gold net over the dark water. Everyone else has filtered inside, laughter muffled behind glass doors, leaving the patio still. His dark hair is slicked back from his forehead, wet from an earlier swim, and his hazel eyes find yours across the empty deck. You slip into the deep end to escape that steady look. When you break the surface, he's already there, leaning against the tiled edge, beads of water tracing the line of his jaw. He holds your gaze, his voice a low hum in the summer dark. "I have to say, you take my breath away in that swimsuit."