Page 30 of Summer Love

She got a look of determination on her face and swung the hammer in the air until it connected with a thud. Then she did it again. In no time, we had the first support broken and the roof sagging.

"How did that feel?" I asked her as sweat poured down my back.

"Great, actually."

"We'll just want to be careful about how this comes down. I don't want you to get hurt."

We worked side by side for a while until Grams came outside with a tray of lemonades and cookies.

Elena rushed over to assist her. "Grams, you didn't have to serve us."

Grams set the tray on the porch steps and handed us a glass of lemonade. "This looks like thirsty work. Besides, it's already hot as hades out here."

"It is warm," I said as I tipped the glass and drank my fill. I wiped my mouth, meeting Elena's gaze. Was that heat I saw in her eyes?

The temperature was obviously getting to me. I grabbed a cookie and ate it in one bite.

"We rarely get this level of service. Thank you," I said to Grams.

Grams nodded. "I appreciate everything you're doing."

"No need to keep thanking me. I'm happy to help."

Grams went back inside, and we got back to work.

When the porch was half removed, Elena paused, holding her back.

"Are you okay?" I asked, concerned.

"Just sore. But I think it would be a good time to take a break."

"Sure," I said, thinking she'd head inside for a cool drink or even to wash her face in the sink.

Instead, she unbuttoned her shirt, revealing yellow triangles covering ample breasts. Then she kicked off her shoes and peeled her jeans down her hips.

"You're going swimming?" I asked her, my mouth incredibly dry.

She shrugged. "Aren't you hot?"

"I don't have a bathing suit with me," I said.

A smile played on her lips. "If you're wearing briefs, no one will notice."

I moved closer to Elena and lowered my voice. "Is this your way of finding out what kind of underwear I'm wearing?"

She swallowed, her eyes wide. "Maybe."

"What if I'm going commando?"

Her eyes widened farther as I pulled off my shirt with one hand.

"Are you?"

Her gaze lowered to my dick, which twitched at her attention.

I grabbed her hand. "Come on."

Now that she'd mentioned a swim, I couldn't think of anything else I'd rather do. I also wanted to be in the water so no one arrested me for wearing briefs. We ran through the soft sand, tripping and falling, Elena giggling as we went.

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