Come over.

I’ll recline in the lounge chair (still damp from the afternoon’s surprise shower) and you’ll sit on the edge of your seat in the dark, and a citronella candle will flicker between us as we scratch the pink bumps rising on our arms and drink a bevy of whatever beer’s left in the fridge, and you’ll light my cigarettes for me and I’ll blow smoke rings at the stars while you talk about how beautiful your girlfriend is and how angry you are to leave her to go to Afghanistan and kill people you don’t know (but maybe would’ve liked to) and I’ll tell you that it’s probably all for the best while wishing I didn’t sound so unsure, and when the mosquito bites finally become unbearable, I’ll dive into the pool wearing only my undergarments and you’ll follow me, peeling off your shirt and kicking off your jeans, and I’ll laugh at you for skinny dipping alone but secretly I’m excited because we’ve been friends for so long that I feel that I deserve to see you naked, which I do when you ease into the tepid water, and even though I was already turned on by the intimacy of our conversation, I want more than that now, but I still try to mask my desire with nervous chatter as we circle each other and I ask you questions about your girlfriend because that will make me seem unaffected and you’ll sigh and say you wish you knew for sure that you could trust her, and while you’re talking, the alcohol will make me brave and I’ll take off my bottoms underwater and listen patiently while making sure that the moonlight catches my skin just right until you finally stop talking about how much you know you’ll miss her and slowly tread water over to me with that look in your eyes—yes, that look—and my heart will want to pound right out of my chest as you move in between my bare legs and I’ll gasp, remembering that you shed your clothes long before I had, and then I’ll kiss you in a way that I’ve fantasized about, in the way that you’ll remember when sand stings your eyes and your ears fill with the most horrible sounds ever heard and your body is scorched from something much hotter than the sun.