I Was Never Yours

!Chapter 62

Callie P.O.V

After dinner Dad told us kids to get our suits on and head to the pool. The Barton kids all run to get changed by I lag behind, poking at my pizza.

"Callie, go get your suit on," my Dad says.

"I don't really wanna go swimming," I grumble.

"That's too bad, because you're going," Dad grins at me, "the adults want to get their drink on. You kids are going in the pool, and then you're going to watch a movie. End of discussion."

"But I..."

"End of discussion, Callie."

"Fuck. Fine." I push hard away from the table causing my chair to clatter onto the floor. Cursing, I supernaturally pull it back onto it's feet before stomping to my room.

Once I've pulled my swimsuit on, a royal blue tankini with red trim, I saunter downstairs. My cousins are already in the pool so I grab a floaty and toss it in, then launch myself onto it.

Lila paddles over and rests on the other end of my floaty, "so, Callie."

I grunt in response, closing my eyes.

"You're family is pretty open right?"

"Yeah, I guess," I grumble, my eyes still squeezed shut.

Her voice lowers to just above a whisper, "have you ever seen your Uncle, like, naked?"

My eyes fly open, that sparked my attention, "what? I mean, yes, but why?"

"Have you seen it, you know, up?"

I burst out laughing, "oh my god, Lila, stop!"

"Don't laugh at me," she splashes my face, "I know it's stupid. I'm just curious. I've never seen one up before."

"Oh," my face heats, "I mean, yes I've seen it. But it's always by accident."

"Is it really big?"

"Yeah, I think his is the biggest. Except for maybe Uncle Thor's." I don't know why I'm answering her questions. I should be jealous, or outraged that she's asking questions about my Uncle's intimate parts, but I actually just find it amusing.

Lila leans forward to my ear, "could you show me? Like, with your brain?"

"Um, I've never done that before, and I don't think I should. It might be kind of weird for you to see it."

"Oh, please? Callie, please? I know you could. I know it's stupid, but he's so handsome. I can't stop thinking about him," she gushes, "he smells so good and, just like, oh my god, he looks like he's big ya know? Like, the bulge is huge. My friends and I talk about it all the time. You know there's an online fandom? Sure, he's a superhero and saves the world and shit, but like, he's just so hot."

"Holy fuck, Lila. I think you forgot who you're talking to," I blurt and then sink below the surface. I can't stomach anymore of this. I swim to the edge and pull myself onto the deck and walk the few feet to the hot tub. I squat in the corner and close my eyes. Thinking of Uncle Steve in a sexual manner is disgusting. Sure he's good looking, even I can acknowledge that, but to talk about his penis as if it was some desirable object... I just can't comprehend it.

I'm pulled from my reverie by someone's presence in the tub with me. I open my eyes to find Cooper sitting across from me, staring at me in that strange way.

His eyes flicker to my crouching legs and he smirks, "can you not sit down?"

I shake my head, "it's over my nose unless I squat like this, or sit on someone's lap."