“I also gotta tell ya that you look pretty hot in your black swimming suit you’re wearing.” Tucker looking behind me, I’m sure at my butt.
I started laughing so hard; my face flamed up and burned my cheeks from my smile.
“It’s a leotard, Tucker,” I smirked.
“Oh, you’re such a smartass,” Just then, Tucker grabbed me and held me up in his strong arms and I was able to wrap my legs around his waist.”
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Nichele Reese,
Juilliard or Else