"I don't wanna go home tomorrow." Grayson pouts.
I stroke his legs, which are propped up on the small table in front of our hammock, as we look up at the night sky, observing the stars.
"Me neither, baby." I say as he drapes his arm around me, pulling me closer to him.
"Maybe we could have some fun to say goodbye to our paradise."
I laugh and shake my head. "We had sex last night. Not tonight, baby."
"I didn't mean that. We should get in trouble, like we did in high school."
"You're not thinking..."
"I am. Go get ready."
I kiss his cheek then run off to our bedroom. I change from my pajamas to a red bathing suit with one of Grayson's hoodies over and my shorts. I slip on my black converse then run back out.
Grayson and I walk down the stairs and out of the garage. We run over the hill of sand and slide down it to greet the waves. I throw my hoodie, shorts, and shoes to the side with Grayson's shirt and shoes.
We run into the freezing water and splash each other. Grayson picks me up and spins round and round and round, making me laugh my head off.
When he finally sets me down, he asks, "Wanna sneak into their pool?" Gray nods his head toward a beach house a few houses down from ours.
"Heck yeah." We run back onto the shore and climb up the stairs of the house. We silently climb over the fence then slip into the pool, giggling like mad people.
Grayson splashes me and I laugh a little too loud. Thankfully, no one comes out.
About an hour later, Grayson and I are making out. I run my hands through his wet hair as he trails his hands down my waist.
We suddenly hear the door open and turn our heads to see the silhouette of a fat guy in the doorway.
"Get out! Out of my pool!" He yells. "Dumb teenagers!"
Grayson and I scurry out and hop back over the fence then run back to the beach. We almost fall over with laughter, having to steady ourselves by holding each other.
"He thought we were teenagers!" Grayson says, causing me to laugh harder.
Once we're finally done with our fit of laughter, we pick up our stuff then head back to our own beach house. I go into our own pool by the stairs, but Grayson decides to jump into it with a cannon ball.
I roll my eyes with a grin on my face as he swims up next to me.
"Wanna skinny dip?" He asks.
My jaw drops. "You know I've never done that!"
"Come onnn. It's so fun. Me and Luke did it once!"
"Why am I surprised."
"Just do it. Please?"
I huff. "Fine. I swear, you're still 17." We both take off our swim suits, Grayson smiling at me as I do. I smack his chest, making him laugh.
"It's soooo cold. I'm putting my swimsuit back on." I whine.
Grayson grabs me and pulls me close to him. "You're not going anywhere."
He kisses the top of my head and I sigh, surrendering into his embrace.
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