#Chapter 72: Midnight Swim

Nina Enzo took my hand and led me upstairs. The house -- I assumed it was his father’s -- was spacious with a modern design, and had huge windows that looked out over the ocean below. Enzo led me down a dimly lit hallway and opened a door to a large bedroom. The bedroom had a king-sized bed, another massive window that took up the entire wall facing the ocean, and even had an electric fireplace that Enzo turned on with the flick of a switch. He gently led me over to the bed and sat me down, getting on one knee to slip off my shoes. “Put your arms up,” he whispered once he had my shoes off, then slipped my shirt off over my head when I did as he asked. His eyes lingered on my breasts in the moonlight for a moment before he got to work on my pants, which I was just now realizing were covered in mud from my trip down into the ravine. I felt his hands brush the skin on my thighs as he pulled my pants off, which gave me goosebumps. When he was finished, he looked up