Adam Cole

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"Damn, that bikini is doing you ALL KINDS of favors right now." Adam winks at you from the sliding glass door as you walk over to one of the lounge chairs.


You roll your eyes and ignore him, sitting down on your lounge chair to get some much-needed sun for the day.


So far you've been in quarantine for three whole days, and Adam is already driving you up the wall. Him and Roderick had been over for a little poker night when the state declared lockdown and flights were stopped. Meaning that Adam and Roderick are both stuck at your place.


You have no problem with Roderick hanging out, the two of you have been friends forever. Not to mention he's already married with adorable kids. Adam on the other hand, he's a problem, to say the least.


"You mind if I join?" Adam exits the house and strips his shirt off as he walks over to you and the other lounge chair.


"By all means." You gesture to the empty chair, sunglasses hiding your eyes from Adam as they drink in his bare chest.


"Thanks." Adam nods and lays down in the chair.


Silence falls over the backyard for a while, birds chirping in the trees being the only sound. You soak up the sun and enjoy the quiet until you feel a pair of eyes on you. You glance to the side through your shades to find Adam looking you up and down.


"Can I help you?" You turn your head to Adam.


"God you're gorgeous, you know that right?" Adam shakes his head with a grin.


"Yes, I'm aware." You reply in a monotone voice. "Anything else?" You quirk a brow at the man in front of you.


"That's all." Adam shrugs. "For now." He winks at you.


You roll your eyes again and go back to basking in the sun, you can hear Roderick inside video chatting his wife and kids on the other side of the wall. This drowns out when Adam gets up and switches on your stereo you have on the deck.


"Let's get some tunes going." Adam turns the stereo up and closes the sliding glass door as to not bother Roderick inside.


"Whatever, just pick something good." You reply and decide that you should probably put some tan lotion on if you're gonna spend any more time outside.


You pluck the lotion from the outside cabinet you keep it in on the deck and walk back over to your lounge chair. You begin applying the cream when Adam saunters over to you with a grin.


"Want some help?" He asks you with a shit-eating grin. "Wouldn't want you getting an uneven tan now would we?"

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