13 Chapter 13: Quincy, Part 1

I lean over the wall, dangling my arm in water up to my forearm. I'm waiting for a stingray to swim by, but I'm also avoiding Daniel's eyes. Ever since I came into the living room to find him shirtless, I've been getting vibes from him. The kind of vibes that signal a very strong attraction between two people. I'm not sure if it's because he caught me staring at him or if it's because of my shorts. They're pretty short. Either way, it's becoming more and more obvious that we aren't just attracted to each other's personalities. I haven't felt attraction like this in a long time. If I'm being truthful, it makes me a little nervous.

What if I like him more than he likes me?

What if he only wants to get in my pants?

I put the obnoxious girly thoughts out of my head. I've never had thoughts like these before about any guy. I've always known I'm worth more than what I offer a guy in bed. It must be the lack of sleep catching up with me.