Her Swimmer

I want you

After leaving Alexia's place, Talia headed straight back to her hotel. The cool air of her room was a welcome relief from the heat and intensity of the morning, though her body still hummed from her time with Alexia. Stripping off her clothes, she quickly hopped into the shower, letting the warm water cascade over her skin, washing away the lingering tension.

The exhaustion from the whirlwind of events weighed heavily on her, and by the time she was out of the shower and dressed, her eyelids felt heavy. Without much thought, she collapsed onto the soft hotel bed, intending to rest for just a few minutes.

But sleep overtook her faster than she anticipated. Before she knew it, hours had passed, and the late afternoon sun was casting long shadows across the room. The alarm on her phone jolted her awake, reminding her that it was time to head to the Morales house for dinner. Groggily, she got out of bed and quickly pulled herself together. A glance at the clock made her realize that she hadn't eaten anything all day. Her stomach growled in protest.

Talia sighed, thinking about the food awaiting her at the Morales house. She could already smell the delicious aromas of whatever they would be preparing. The thought alone made her mouth water. "I can't wait to eat," she mumbled to herself, grabbing her things and heading out the door. The evening with her old coach promised to be a good one, but it was the food she was really looking forward to right now.

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The dinner at the Morales house had gone smoothly, and now everyone was lounging comfortably in the garden, the evening air warm and pleasant. Laughter floated around as they reminisced and shared stories. Talia sat back, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere, when she felt a small tug on her sleeve.

Isobel, looked up at her with a curious expression. "Talia, does this mean you're staying?"

Talia smiled softly at the little girl. "We'll see, but it's looking like it," she replied, her tone warm and playful. Javier, sitting nearby, smiled at the exchange, clearly pleased by the possibility of Talia staying around for longer.

As they continued to relax, Carmen, offered Talia more food. Talia shook her head politely. "Oh no, thank you. I'm really full."

But Carmen wasn't convinced. With a knowing look, she scolded, "Talia, I could hear your stomach grumbling the moment you walked in. You must eat more."

Talia laughed, trying to explain. "I ate a lot at dinner, I promise—"

"Nonsense," Carmen cut her off, already piling more food onto a plate. "You're too thin, and you need your strength. Now, eat."

Talia knew better than to argue with Carmen, especially when it came to food. She took the plate, giving Javier a helpless look, but he just chuckled knowingly. With a grin, she took another bite, resigning herself to the fact that Carmen wasn't going to let her leave hungry.

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As the evening continued, Sofía turned to Talia with a playful grin. "Am I taking you out again?"

Before Talia could respond, Javier chimed in with an enthusiastic, "Yes, take her." His firm tone left no room for negotiation, and Sofía couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay then," she said, glancing back at Talia. "We can go tomorrow, is that okay?"

Talia hesitated. "We don't have to," she said, not wanting to impose.

But Sofía waved her off. "No, it's fine. I was planning on going out sometime this week anyway."

As Sofía passed by Talia to head inside, she leaned in close, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Just don't ditch me for a hookup, yeah?"