Sunbathing in the backyard, she experienced the now common tingle of excitement when her mother told her that Tom was on his way over to mow. Since he always did the front yard first, she didn't bother moving and remained half-sitting in the lounge chair, reading her romance novel.

"Hey Bailey," he said, walking through the gate.

"Hi." Looking up, she thought she caught his eyes lingering on her in the fluorescent-green bikini for a moment. "I'll get out of the way when you're ready to mow back here."

"Alright."

Bailey tried not to get caught looking as he shrugged out of his t-shirt and tossed it over the back...