Hot Summer (Part 4)

Two boys in one day? How did I get so lucky…

I drove my way home with a new found confidence, color on my skin, and food in my belly– free food at that. Thanks Noah.

And upon walking indoors to shower the ocean’s salt off of me, Mom noticed the pep in my step; “Someone had a good day.” She cracked a knowing smile as I slid past the living room and down the hallway. I did have a good day, a great day.

But first I needed to shower.

So I cranked the water to a medium heat, fearful of what scalding hot water might do to my fragile skin and stripped out of my swimming trunks. I admired myself, admired my defined body and salt-watered hair; admired how the green of my eyes popped more so on my reddened face. It’s true what they say, the sun really does cure imperfections.

As I stepped under the warm spray of water above, I thought of the two boys I met today– Theo and Noah.

It’s so unlike me to entertain two guys at once. It’s extremely lucky that it happened at all. But I’d never ha