PART EIGHT | THE SWIMMING SESSION

We are not Bonnie and Clyde nor James and Alyssa. But we could arrange our secret rendezvous.

"Whose house is this?"

We are standing in front of a mansion, three blocks away from Amy's house. A breeze caresses my bare arms giving me goosebumps. I squint my eyes to observe the mansion. There is no sign of its occupant. Jeremy stands still beside me.

"A businessman. He is rarely in the house. I saw he went on a business trip this afternoon."

He grabs my hand starting to move, "C'mon." I let him lead me to the back of the mansion. A brick wall surrounds the building, but we could see a pool in the backyard. I gasp at the sight, it is indeed a huge pool there. I turn to see Jeremy stares at me. A mischievous smile creeps on his pretty face.

I fold my hands in front of my chest, "How do you know he is away for a business trip?"

"He is my uncle." He chuckles. I am at loss for words to hear his answer. Let's say here we are trying to break into his own goddamn uncle property. He begins to crouch down, "c'mon, get your pretty ass inside." He helps me to climb the wall. For once, I am grateful for my cheerleading practice. It is easier to do something adventurous like this with a fit body. Or else I would never reach the other side of the wall. Jeremy jumps easily after me.

Now, we are inside. The pool is glimmering under the lights. Jeremy starts to run toward the pool. I shake my head at his childish behavior.

"C'mon, Tara-Jane." He starts undoing his shirt button.

"No, it would be freezing."

He tosses his shirt to the ground, revealing his chiseled chest and a fair healthy skin underneath the fabric. I could tell he takes football practice seriously. I turn my face to see anywhere else but his drool-worthy body.

This is not appropriate, Tara-Jane.

The mansion itself is huge. I wonder how it feels to live in such a mansion, I want to peer inside the building but the lamps inside are off. All I could see is darkness. The pool is located in the backyard. His uncle may be spending his time here to lounge and relax after working hard on his business. I sit on the edge of the pool, folding my feet.

Jeremy is only in his black boxer now. Leaving his clothes on the ground next to him. He takes a few steps back, getting ready to jump into the pool. As his body hits the water a huge splash made. Then he starts swimming in my direction. His cheeky smile never leaves his face. I do not realize the mischief in his eyes until he reaches my hands. I yelp due to the sudden cold I feel all over my body. I was pulled into the pool fully dressed. My clothes are soaking wet.

Jeremy laughs uproariously. I grip his shoulder to steady my body in the water.

"You'll pay for this!"

He laughs louder. Then I splash the cold water onto his face, stopping him from laughing. He looks pissed. I swim away from him, giggling like a child. His annoyed expression somehow amused me.

"Catch me if you can." I dare him.

He chases after me. It is easy for him to catch my body. But I dive, ducking away from his grip. I swim back to the edge of the pool. Swimming in your jeans is not the best experience.

"What are you doin'?" Jeremy yells. He is still swimming around. Every movement forming a ripple.

"Taking off my clothes."

"Nice." He smirks, water dripping from his lock.

"Turn around, please." I wave my hand at him. He is grumbling something under his breath but he obeys me. He turns his back on me. I chuckle at his behavior. I take off my clothes including my red scarf. Leaving me with my undies and bra. I couldn't be more careless. Jeremy doesn't complain about it either.

Like he would.

I jump back to the pool, "let see who's better at holding breath underwater!" With that, we start to dive. We are swimming, giggling, and splashing each other.

All of sudden, the building is radiating a bright light. The lamps inside the building turn on. Jeremy and I are exchanging glare. His uncle is home.

"No... Fuck, fuck!"

We hurriedly swim to the edge. He helps me out from the pool and grabs our clothes on the ground. When we are about to run, we hear someone shouts. "Who's that?!"

My heart beats faster. I hear footsteps and a door open with a harsh sound. A man in his suit is holding a baseball stick. Jeremy and I run to our entry. He helps me climb the wall while checking the man behind his back. I manage to jump to the pavement outside.

"Jeremy! You little devil!" I hear the man is shouting from afar. Jeremy hurriedly climbs the wall and joins me on the pavement outside. We are still panting hard. Then we burst out laughing.

"Business trip my ass." I roll my eyes jokingly. He chuckles, "Sorry, princess. Wrong assumption."

He slips to his pants, buckling his belt. Then throw his shirt to me, "wear this or else you'll catch a cold." I look at my wet clothes on his hand. Water dripping from the clothes. I absolutely couldn't wear that for now. Then I slip into his oversized shirt. The fabric is so soft and smells just like him.

"C'mon, let's get to the car before he catches us."

His car is parked a few houses away from here. We walk to his car hurriedly. I don't want anyone to see me in my undies and an oversized shirt in the middle of the night. My body starts to shiver due to the night breeze. He is walking shirtless, I bet he is shivering as well.

Finally, we reach his car. Once we are inside I check for my phone in the dashboard. Jeremy convinced me to leave the phone before. Now I know why he insisted me to do so, he planned the whole thing. Including pulling me onto the pool. His uncle is right, he is a little devil. But a handsome one, for sure.

"I know what you're thinkin'. You're welcome." He speaks in the darkness of the car.

"You're unbelievable."

"But you can trust me."

"You can't say that after pulling me onto a pool."

He ignores me, instead, he opens his door. Then I hear the door in the back of the car open, Jeremy is ruffling in his trunk. He is back to the driver seat with jogger pants and a black shirt in his hand. He hands me the jogger pants, "Please, wear somethin'. You're shiverin'."

I accept the pants and squeeze my legs into the fabric. The pants is too big for me but it is better than naked around a boy. Jeremy pulls the shirt over his head and revives the engine. His hand reaches for a cigarette on the dashboard and slips it between his lips. He motions his chin toward the lighter lays beside the cigarette, "Please?"

I grab the lighter and lit his cigarette. I stare as he sips and puffs a pink smoke. I kind of like it when he is smoking. And it smells like cherry doesn't bother me anyway. My thought is disturbed by my ringing phone. I check the phone and Oscar's name flashes on the screen.

"Where are you?" His voice is stern.

"Err... in the car?" Regretting my unconvinced answer.

"I thought you were with Julia. I called her earlier and she said that you were not with her. Go home now or else I'll pick you up by myself. It's past midnight." He sounds pissed. I sigh, "Okay." Then he finishes the call.

Jeremy glances at me, "Your brother?" I nod as an answer. "I'll drop you home then," he states. He turns on the radio and The 1975 is blasting. We are exchanging our glare for the second time today. Then we start to sing our hearts out at the music as we drive to our home with the window rolled down. This is definitely a night to remember.

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I saved Robbers by The 1975 for this chapter! Because it is so suitable, besides I love the song so much. Thank you for reading this chapter I hope you have a good time.

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