“Umm, yeah.” I blushed harder, fumbling with my towel as I tried to hide my thighs. “Bethany.”
“Bethany,” he repeated, with the panty-dropping smile of my fantasies. “I like it. It’s pretty, like you.”
“Thanks.” I gathered my scattered wits, trying not to blow this by being a conversational lump. “You’re captain of the swim team, right?”
“Co-captain,” he corrected. “Josh is my partner in crime.” He waved one hand in the direction of the pool, and I looked over to see Josh lounging with his elbows on the edge and his eyes on us. “We’ve kind of been watching you.”
Instantly, I felt my face grow red hot again. “Oh?” I asked in a strangled voice.
“Yeah. You seem really…dedicated…showing up here every single day. We have guys on the team who aren’t as reliable as you. So we thought maybe you’d be interested in joining us? For some special workout sessions.”
Me? With the two of them? Oh, he didn’t have a clue how interested I was!