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For some reason, the hours seemed to go by as quickly as they had come. As the dinner rush came through, the cafe had begun to become packed, until it finally rested with a few occupants on their computers towards the end.

I was fine, prepping for the next shift and keeping the cafe clean, but I couldn't help but feel uneasy at Hero sitting at his table, looking right at me.
 
I did my best to keep away from him as much as I could, but at one point of the night, my manager noticed I was leaving one end of the cafe untouched and questioned me. I quickly rushed over to clean as fast as I could and then retreated over to the back of the counter.

Josephine noticed how uneasy I was and by the time it had reached six O clock, she rushed over immediately eyeing Hero.

"Hey, are you alright?"

I swallowed. "Um... yeah..."

"Do you want me to kick Hero out of here?"

As I saw Josephine begin to move towards him with importance in her stride, I grabbed onto her arm, shaking my head.

"No, please," I began, "I'm waiting..." I trailed off, not quite sure how to word the rest of my sentence. 

"Waiting for what?" Josephine urged.

I took a deep breath, knowing there was no way I was getting out of this.

"After work, Hero and I are going to go hang out."

"Oh, okay." 

I shook my head, already regretting telling her. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to say yes-"

Josephine, for once, snorted at this. "It's fine. You're an adult now. I just hope that you keep out of trouble."

I huffed as I thought about this comment. With Hero could I really keep out of trouble? 

It wasn't long before the hour had passed by. Barely anyone had come into the cafe and it was easier to keep things stocked. When seven O clock had hit, our manager let us off ten minutes early, seeing that our replacements had arrived. Josephine didn't pause to say goodbye but gave me and Hero one last nervous look before she left out the door.

"You ready?" Hero asked mischievously. 

I nodded, already feeling the familiar butterflies in my throat. When we both piled into his car and made our way down the highway, Hero turned the screaming music up to the max, headbanging like some crazy teenager. He seemed excited for whatever he had planned. My curiosity got the best of me. 

"Where are you taking me?"

Hero remained silent for a moment, focusing on the isles of trees lining the deserted road. Then, as if inspired, he answered, looking at me with a grin on his face. 

"Oh, only the best place in the world."

As he said this, he turned down a gravel road, turning his headlights down. I didn't see anything in sight except for a pitch-black abyss, for a good five minutes until we soon reached a large manor that seemed to be empty, without a vehicle in sight. It was tall, black, and gothic-like. 

"Why are we here?" I asked. 

"I come here frequently." Hero replied. "The family is on vacation. We are going to go skinny-dipping."

"Wait!" I shouted as Hero exited out his door. "You're not saying-!"

I got out of the passenger side door, going to meet him at the front bumper. 

"You're not saying we are breaking into some random person's house?"

Hero shook his head. "No. We're not breaking into their house. We're breaking into the back gate."

Soon enough, we reached a large wooden gate. Hero opened it, standing aside so I could pass through. As he padded it closed, I saw a large back patio leading onto a vast concrete pool. Without warning, Hero started taking off all his clothes. 

"Whoa!" I screamed. "What are you doing!"

"You do know what skinny dipping is, don't you?" Hero scrunched his brows together. 

I shook my head, realizing now that I had no idea what it meant. 

"You get naked." Hero whispered close to my ear. 

As Hero walked over to-not the pool- but the adjoining hot tub, with steam wafting out of it, I watched as he effortlessly slipped in, still clothed in his black boxers. I almost wondered if he hadn't taken that off because I was so uncomfortable. I took a look at my own clothes, already knowing I was not going to strip at all. If I had to ride back soaking wet, so be it. 

Taking a deep breath, I made my way over to the tub. Hero raised both his eyebrows as he saw me stick a toe in.

"You still have your clothes on."

"I know," I replied, "I'm not getting undressed."

"Fine," Hero huffed like a small child, "Get in. We don't have all night."

Feeling braver, I sank my entire body into the hot tub feeling the cuffs of my bell-bottoms rise up. Soon enough, my knitted sweater was plastered to my torso like paint. I ran both my hands through my dampened hair, giving up on trying to appear presentable. 

"I like you like this." Hero began. 

"Like what?" I asked, utterly confused. 

"All relaxed. Not... uptight. Wet..."

I began to laugh, understanding the hidden joke in that, until Hero invaded my personal space, eyeing me like some piece of meat. 

"You like me making you wet?" He stated without shame. 

I was shocked by this question. I didn't know what to say. I had no choice but to stir idly in the water and stare blankly like some stupid fish. I knew what he was implying. I wasn't going to entertain it. 

"What can I say?" I asked with a stutter in my voice. "We're in water-"

"That's not what I mean." Hero snapped. "I'm being serious right now. I want to make you come."

"Hero..." I tried to say, but he interrupted me mid-sentence. 

"I already told you. If we ever see each other, it will be to fuck. Why else would we be here?"

I gasped, finally realizing my predicament. 

What in the world was I supposed to do?

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