Page 90 of Make Me Trust Again
“Hey, I’m just telling the truth!”
The two of them continue bickering about Becky’s bartending abilities, when I hear Kyle call my name. I turn around and find him running toward me. He’s dripping wet, his hair sticking in all directions as he grins at me.
Come swim with us.
I push his hair out of his face, his skin chilly.“I don’t know. Isn’t it a bit cold?”
Please.
He purses his lips, giving me his puppy dog eyes, so I push to my feet.“Fine, I’ll come in a few.”I turn toward the women to find them watching me. “I’ve been summoned.”
Savannah gets up as well. “I’ll go with you so I can take Poppy. She shouldn’t be under the sun too long.”
I pull my dress over my head and place it in my bag.
“Damn, girl, you look hot.” Sav grins at me as we go to the lake.
My cheeks heat at the comment. I drop my eyes, fixing the string on my bottoms as I chuckle nervously. “I don’t know about that. It’s been way too long since I put a bikini on.”
The last time I wore one was probably a couple of years ago, but John told me I looked ridiculous, and I should cover up since I wasn’t a teenager. Apparently, being a mother meant I couldn’t wear bikinis. Sure, I didn’t have the body I had when I was seventeen anymore. The pregnancy left marks on me, faint stretch marks marred my stomach and breasts, but it gave me my son, so I was determined to cherish every single one of them.
“Tell me about it. I didn’t even want to wear one. I still have some baby fat left.”
I give her a side glance. “Baby fat where?”
She looks gorgeous in her dark red bikini; it molds perfectly to her curves, accentuating all of her assets.
Savannah tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “That’s what Blake said as well, but I don’t know.”
“You look amazing, Sav.”
Just then, we get to the lake, and Blake turns around. One of his arms slips around Savannah, pulling her to him, and kissing the top of her head. “That’s what I keep telling her.”
Savannah tilts her head back. She tries to glare at him, but there is no stopping a smile from forming. “You have to say that.”
“Well, it’s easy when I have a hot fiancée.”
He leans down to kiss her, so I quickly turn around, not wanting to intrude on their moment.
Thankfully, just then, Kyle grabs my hand. “C’mon, Mom! Hurry up.”
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” Grateful for the distraction, I let Kyle pull me to the lake. The water isn’t too cold, but it’s not warm either.
Kyle turns over his shoulder. “I’ll race you!”
With that, he jumps into the lake, and I take a step back as the water splashes me. Kyle gets out to the surface after a few feet and turns around, grinning.
“Kyle Johnathan O’Neil, you did not just do that.”
“You’re such a girl,” he yells loudly, chuckling.
“I’ll give you a girl, brat.”
I jump into the lake, goosebumps rising on my flesh at the first impact of the cool water on my hot skin. I peek underwater, my vision blurry, but it’s enough for me to swim to my son and get to the surface just in front of him, splashing him back in the process.
Kyle giggles, and my chest fills with warmth. “Caught you.”
“No, you didn’t.”
