CHAPTER SEVEN

One hot day shortly after his birthday, Greg came home after lunch. He went to the kitchen where Lucy's mother and aunt were. He kissed Lina on the cheek. In the short time he had lived in this house, he had come to love her nearly as much as his own mother, and Loretta had become his poker buddy. He taught Lucy to play poker, but in hindsight, Greg thought that might not have been such a good idea.

She caught on fast, and could beat him, which annoyed him. Although she didn't gloat out right when she won, she often got a very satisfied smile on her face. "Where's Lucy?" he asked. Loretta replied "She's out by the pool. Put your trunks on and join her." Greg changed into his trunks and went outside.

Lucy was on one of the lounge chairs, still damp from her dip in the pool. She was lying on her stomach. Greg admired the view and thought she looked sexier in the form fitting one-piece suit she had on than other women did in a string bikini. She was just about to doze off when he purposely sat down almost on top of her, making her jump.

"What the hell are you doing here in the middle of the day?" she snapped, checking him out in his trunks, "Don't you have any strange diseases to diagnose?" "Oh, I didn't have a patient, so your father sent me home." Greg replied with a smile, enjoying the unintentional view of her breasts she gave him when she turned on her side.

"Do you have any suntan lotion left?" he asked. Lucy tossed the bottle at him a little harder than necessary, and she watched him out of the corner of her eye. She was just about to doze off and was pissed that he had disturbed her, but damn, did he look good in those trunks! Greg turned his back to her, feigning helplessness. "Would you do my back, please?" Lucy just shook her head and did his back, all the while trying to remain calm, but she was getting hot and it wasn't all because of the sun.

Greg was also trying to pretend that he didn't enjoy her touch, but it was not easy to not be aroused. When she was through, she jumped off of her lounge chair and said, "Last one in's a monkey's uncle!" as she dove in. Greg went in after her.

They swam for awhile, horsing around like kids. Greg was tossing Lucy around the pool like she weighed no more than a feather, and they raced each other across the pool. Of course, Lucy had no chance beating Greg, but she was competitive and determined by nature and kept trying. She was having fun, too. Lucy dove under water, and as she swam behind Greg, she gave his trunks a small yank, just enough to get his attention.

Startled, he turned around as she came up for air giggling. He covered the distance between them quickly. He grabbed her and held her pinned against his chest; Lucy was trapped. She put her hands on his chest to try and push away, but all she could do was stare at him. Unconsciously, she began massaging his chest; her mouth was slightly open, waiting for Greg to kiss her. She felt him start to get hard. She couldn't move and she didn't want to. Greg had a perfectly wicked look on his face. He finally let her go and she swam to the ladder and got out. He followed her and took a lounge chair and moved it closer to hers. Christopher Cross was singing on the radio.

"Fantasy. It gets the best of me when I'm sailing. All caught up in the reverie. Every word is a symphony. Won't you believe me?

(Sailing, Christopher Cross, Christopher Cross)

"I'd like to sail off on her." House thought. After a few minutes, he turned to look at Lucy. This time she was on her back. He could see the outline of her nipples through her suit. He imagined pulling her bathing suit down, baring her breasts to his gaze and burying his face between them. "Careful, House." he said to himself. "You can't do anything out here in plain sight of everyone!" She looked like she was asleep. Her hand had fallen off of her stomach and dangled of the lounge chair.

Greg was close enough to touch her and he reached for her hand. She didn't pull away, and her hand unconsciously curled around his. He noticed a small bruise on her forearm and just shook his head. He never got to her game last night because of an emergency. He didn't let her hand go. "Why was this little girl so attractive to him?" Greg wondered. He dozed off with a smile on his face. Lina and Loretta observed this from the kitchen, and they both smiled.