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Chapter 9: The Truth Comes Out

"We're going sunbathing want to come?" Julie looked up from her book and saw Connie and Tammy standing in front of her, both in sheer light cover ups and bathing suits. Tammy had issued the invite, not a surprise.

"No thanks," She said politely.

"OK, let's go," Connie said pulling Tammy out the door.

"If you change your mind," Tammy called but they were already out. Julie sighed, relieved. This summer was shaping up to be bad enough, she didn't need her blotchy Irish freckles and pealy sunburn making it worse.

"Why did you invite her?" Connie sighed as they reached the large lawn outside of the dorms.

"Because," Tammy giggled, "She's really close with Portman right?"

"You like Portman?" Connie asked. Tammy giggled coyly setting down on her spread towel. "Just get Fulton to talk to him for you."

"Fulton never would," Tammy grumbled. Since they'd joined the team around the same time, Fulton has always treated her with this older brother like protectiveness. It was sweet but also infuriating. Especially since she'd mistaken it for liking her and she'd made the mistake of kissing him last summer. Her first kiss was with a boy who then humiliatingly told her he looked at her as a little sister. "So you think Julie likes him? Because he likes her."

"No," Connie shook her head, "Last night she told me she likes Adam."

"Really?" Tammy giggled, reaching for a copy of Seventeen and then looking up and smiling as the British boy's soccer team paraded past them. Connie didn't understand how Tammy had the energy to be so boy crazy. She was just crazy about Guy and that was tiring enough. She couldn't help but laugh as her best friend batted her eyelashes and arched her back, maximizing the early buds of her chest. She heard one of the boys whistle and then started to blush.

"Tammy stop!" Connie insisted, "You're attracting attention!"

"Connie, that's the point!" Tammy rolled her eyes, honestly, sometimes the girl was so clueless.

Caitlin lounged in the sun by the hotel pool, with a copy of Vogue on her lap and headphones in her ears. This was what she'd come to LA for. As soon as she settled on a chair a waiter had come over and asked is she wanted anything. She'd ordered a drink and he hadn't even carded her!

"So this is where they keep LA's most beautiful girls," She smiled at the voice behind her and turned her head gently. She sat up and Pete settled in behind her. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you," He whispered, kissing the space between her shoulder blades. She shuddered in pleasure at the feeling.

"I thought about you too," She said casually. In reality she'd spent the entire morning reliving the night before. Every ecstasy filled, sexually charged moment kept replaying in her head. "Do you have plans tonight?"

"The kid's game with my dad," He kissed her, "And then I thought all night in my room with you."

"Mm," She smiled, "Yes!" She wanted him now. She wished that there weren't so many people around so she could just slip her bikini bottom off and straddle him.

"We'll order in dinner," He whispered, kissing down her chest, "Get champagne," By the time he reached her stomach, she was moaning and trembling uncontrollably.

"Oh Pete," She whimpered, "Do we have to wait until tonight? Can't you just take me now?"

"Peter!" He sighed at the stern voice calling his name. He really wouldn't mind slipping up to his room for a little mid afternoon lovemaking session with Caitlin.

"My dad," He kissed her again, "I have to go. I'll see you tonight." He stood up and walked away. She took a deep breath and regained her focus. Wait a minute! Had she just begged a guy to have sex with her and he'd left? She was Caitlin fucking Gaffney! Guys begged her for sex, not the other way around!

"What kept you?" Phillip Banks asked his oldest son, as Pete came striding confidently into the lobby.

"Just talking to this girl I met," He shrugged.

"You being safe?" Phillip raised his eyebrows. He was actually very proud of Pete's ability to use his killer instinct in all aspects of his life, school, sports, and women. What he didn't need however was Pete getting some girl pregnant and then having to pay her off to hush the whole thing up. So he'd bee giving the kid condoms since 8th grade. He didn't think it was a problem that he'd have with Adam.

"Always Dad," Pete snickered, remembering the night before when Caitlin at actually rolled the condom on. It was probably one of the sexiest moments of his life, made even hotter by the knowledge that after this summer he'd probably never see her again. "You'll meet her, she's Julie Gaffney's sister."

"Ah," Phillip nodded.

"Hey," Adam said, popping his head into the girl's room, Julie sat up happily, "I saw Connie and Tammy outside so I figured,"

"Sure," Julie smiled happily. "Ready for tonight?"

"Sure," He shrugged, "I really think we'll be fine until Iceland."

"Yeah," Julie nodded, "Um, Adam, listen," She took a deep breath, trying to think of what Caitlin would do. Probably just grab him and kiss him.

"Yo," Charlie said popping in, "We've got class and then game, come on!" Julie exhaled and stood up practically running out of the room. Adam glared at him. "What?" He shook his head, "No, dude, seriously, what?" Adam stood up and walked out Charlie following after him. "Whoa! Wait? Do you like, like her or something?"

"Whatever," Adam mumbled. He realized Charlie knowing would be sort of a problem, after all Charlie didn't know the meaning of the word, "discreet."

"Dude, Connie's gonna kill you!" Charlie said. "She's convinced that the new kids are pod people."

"Connie's gotta let it go," Adam stood up. "And we've got to get to class, and you've got to keep your mouth shut. I really like this girl."

"So you should clearly ignore her all summer," Charlie said, "That makes perfect sense."

"Screw you Conway," Adam grumbled and they walked out.

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