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lips. I glanced back at her to see that she was still sleeping, despite the racket I had just made.
“You’re an idiot Chloe,” Jordan mock whispered.
“Shut up! She looks so peaceful and I don’t want to disturb her.”
“Whatever,” he muttered as he flopped down into the chair next to me. I sighed at the creaking sound it made and he shot me a grin.
He tried to talk to me several times, but I cut him off with a look as I relaxed back into my chair and let the sun warm my skin. Within minutes, I felt myself growing drowsy. I finally stopped fighting it and closed my eyes, letting sleep overtake me.
Somebody was poking me on the cheek. I groaned and swatted them away, refusing to open my eyes. I heard someone giggling close by.
“Man, she’s really out of it.”
“Knock her out of the chair.”
That was Jordan. And I had no doubt he really would push me out of my chair. I opened my eyes to see both him and Kadi standing over me.
“She’s alive!” Kadi shouted.
“I can’t even take a nap around here!” I grumbled.
“Well, you’ve been out here for over two hours. If you don’t roll over you’re going to burn,” Kadi pointed out.
I glanced down to see that I was starting to burn, and I was sweaty. “Ugh, I’m all sweaty and gross.”
Jordan gave me a wicked smile. “I can fix that.”
My eyes widened as he bent down and scooped me out of my chair. “Wait! What are you doing?” I shrieked as he threw me into the pool.
The cool water was a shock to my overly hot body. I came to the surface coughing and sputtering. “You asshole!”
He was sitting next to the pool laughing like an idiot. I swam over to the side and pretended to get out before falling back in.
“Need some help? He asked.
“Not from you!”
He stood and held out his hand for me. “Oh come on, I’m sorry.”
“I bet you are,” I said as I took his hand.
Just as he started to lift me from the water, I tugged with all my strength and pulled him in with me, clothes and all. The look of shock on his face before he went under was priceless and I had to grip the side of the pool because I was laughing too hard to stay afloat. He surfaced beside me and pulled me away from the pool to dunk me.
Kadi was laughing hysterically and grabbed her phone to record us. We spent the next several minutes taking turns chasing each other around the pool and dunking each other. Or more like, I spent the next few minutes trying to get away from him as he dunked me over and over again. When I’d had enough, I launched myself at him when he turned away from me for a split second. It was all the time I needed though; I landed on his back and he slipped under.
He resurfaced with me somehow still clinging to his back and walked over to the edge of the pool. I hopped off of him and stood beside Kadi as he pulled himself out. She shut off the video on her phone and fell into her seat laughing.
“You two are like two little kids together, you know that right?” She asked.
“Yeah, and she does a hell of a job playing the annoying little sister,” Jordan said as he pulled his soaked shirt off.
I stuck my tongue out at him as I sat down beside Kadi.
“See what I mean?” He asked.
“Oh whatever, you love me and you know it,” I said as I looked at his bare chest. A thought struck me and I smiled, “Hey Jordan, can you do me a favor?”
He eyed me suspiciously, “Depends on what it is.”
“Nothing major, Drake asked to me to send him a picture with some skin in it. He didn’t specify if it had to be my skin.”
He glanced down at himself before grinning. “You know you’re going to piss him off.”
“Nah, he’ll laugh. Hopefully,” I said as I grabbed my phone and held it up to take the picture.
“Should I strike a pose or something?”
“You’re taking a picture, not modeling.” I said as I snapped a couple of pictures.
“Fine, you ruin all the fun.”
I sent a few of the pictures as I smiled to myself. Drake was on the road right now so I was sure he would see them soon. Sure enough, he texted back a minute later.
Drake: Not.