After the Heist

In The Pool

Lou's POV:

We went back home, tired from the long day we had as tourists in Bali.
"Want to get in the pool? '' Debbie asks, grabbing her hair up in a ponytail.
"So this skinny dipping thing will become a daily thing?"
"We have to get in the pool at least once, look at it."
"It is beautiful," I reply, looking at the clear pool outlooking the ocean.
"It is beautiful," Debbie repeats in a whispered voice looking at me.
I felt tingles all around my body.
"Okay, let's go in," I say trying to shake off the feeling I had running through my body. Debbie had already taken her shirt off. I could see her bareback in front of me, as she reached down to take off her shorts. I couldn't look away.
I took off all my clothes and ran towards the water.
"How is it?" she asks as she walks towards me.
"It's alright," I reply, trying not to look at her. "I'll go get the champagne, do you want anything?'' I ask. I had to get out, I had to get control over my body.
"I'll have a glass as well!" she calls out.
As I walked away I could feel her piercing eyes looking at me. I knew she was looking at every step I took, at my long legs trudging down this hallway.

I got back from the kitchen and noticed she had her back leaning against the pool wall.
"This is delicious," she says, touching the water.
"The water or the champagne?" I ask, handing her the glass. 
"Both" she replies, licking her lips.
I couldn't stop the feeling I had inside my body. I couldn't take away the thought in my mind, the desire I had to kiss her right now. I couldn't stop staring at her lips moving, as she told me about her adventures. The way she would move her hands to illustrate the story she was telling. I don't know how long we were in the pool, but every single second I spent trying to get control of my body. The sun was already setting, the crescent was illuminating her slim body, making her look almost angelic. This is when I realized something, I was in love with Debbie. I always have been, which is why I was never able to leave New York without feeling empty. It wasn't New York that I missed, it was Debbie. Relief flooded my body as I finally understood who I was and who I loved. But instant fear also overcame me. What was I supposed to do now? How would this change our friendship? It was going to change everything.