From the Inside Flap
Everyone experiences one poignant moment in time they never forget. We remember where we were, what we were doing that very second, and the way our heart ached with overwhelming helplessness when it happened.
She emerged from the sapphire pool almost in slow motion. Her head flipped, sending her wet, golden mane arcing through the air, the thousands of water droplets sparkling in the sun like a shower of diamonds.
She turned my direction. Dark lashes glistened against pale pink cheeks and full lips still hummed the bewitching tune that stopped my world from spinning. Her wet baby blue T-shirt clung to curves my hands longed to touch and when her delicate fingers braided into her hair, the small silver ring piercing her navel shimmered in the sunlight.
All the saliva in my mouth evaporated. My name escaped my memory and my swim shorts suddenly felt tight. I'd never seen her before, but knew immediately I didn't want to go without seeing her ever again. Every teenage boy's fantasy--wet and gorgeous. Swimming in my pond.
What I didn't realize in this defining increment of time? I faced my future. No clues warned me my summer plans were about to be altered. That I could have handled. What I didn't know, nor could have prepared for, was that in the three short months of summer my entire life would be redefined. I embarked on an unknown journey having the potential to destroy everything I believed, and possibly everyone I cared about, in its wake.
No, none of this I knew. The only thing I did know...I wanted to jump her bones.