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She was standing ankle deep in the water on the first step when Jude finally found his way into the area with the pool and wondered allowed about the noise. She blinked at him, hand on the rail, then smiled. "No, no one patrols this far." There was only two guards, one stuck to the gates, the other drove a little golf cart around the perimeter of the golf course. They were safely in the middle of the club, and there were no night staff that would be hanging around.

Prosha had indeed staked this place out, a few times. She'd been coveting the pool for a while.

As he got close to her she narrowed her eyes at him, lips twisting. "Loose the shirt, Judy." Nope, that was not happening. He was not keeping his shirt on to go swimming. She refused to let him do anything so geeky.

Porsha refused to be budged on this point. In fact she stepped out of the water to advance on him, grabbing for the bottom of his shirt. If he didn't take it off voluntarily, she was going to pull the damn thing over his head. "This is nonnegotiable, babe." Her fingertips caught fabric, and already predicting his backpedaling, she used her hold on the fabric to reel him back in. "Don't make me strip you.." She very well could have been serious.

Hey, they were alone, and she totally wasn't against skinny dipping.

Also, she really liked the wash of color that spread over every visible inch of skin when he got really flustered. Not in the stressed, unpleasant way, but those times when she managed to remind him that she was indeed a girl.

When he tugged she let go, crossing her arms under her chest. Staring at him expectantly as he began to unbutton his shirt before his question made her snort in amusement. "Of course I have." Grey eyes rolled, expression saying clearly that he should have known the answer to that. It wasn't as though she hadn't tried to get him to go out on night time excursions with her in the past, it just usually didn't work...

So maybe he hadn't been as privy to her rebellious, breaking and entering side, as much as she felt he should be, but still, it should have been obvious.

After a second or two of frowning, watching him, she let her shoulders slump a little, features softening. "Hey, it's safe, okay? I might put myself in compromising positions, but I'm not going to drag you into anything if I thought you'd get in trouble, too." She know Jude's mom. You did not cross that lady. Ever. "So try to relax, we're trying to have fun here." The smile returned, impish and full o fall sorts of promising things.

For as slow as Jude was trying to be, Porsha had other plans. She waited until he was about waist deep before coming in after him and jumping on his back, arms circling around his shoulders, and sent the both of them splashing into the water.

She probably would have continued hanging on had she not been concerned about accidentally drowning her best friend. So she let him go and got to her feet, coming out of the water laughing.

"I smell amazing, and you know it." She gave him only enough time to properly recover before draping herself against his chest, grinning shamelessly up at him a her fingers terrified around in his hair. She was teasing him, trying to either make him smile or distract him enough to forget he was even annoyed with her.

After a few seconds of this she straighten, then leaned in to kiss him full on the mouth. Firm and fast. "Thanks for coming with me. It's loads more fun doing this with you."

The flush was indeed very satisfying, as was little sound that followed. It made the young woman smirk, lids sliding low as she grinned at him from inches away. He was frozen in shock, arms still locked around himself, and after a second or two Po reached between them to curl slender fingers around one wrist, pulling it gently away from his body and placing his hand on her hip. She did the same with the other, then draped her arms around his shoulders, head tilting to one side as she watched him.

The second kiss was softer, more gentle, but lingering.

It as a nice kiss. Soft and hesitant and nervous and everything she'd been expecting in that moment. She wasn't playing with him. In fact, she seldom ever truly teased for the sake of teasing. They were friends, best friends, but Po had always had a little bit of a thing for her sweet, nervous Jude. Not that she'd ever admitted it to him. Except for maybe now, by way of the press of her lips against his own.

Something stirred, and then the boy was hopping away from her, flustered and floundering in the water. It left her staring at him, lips half parted, hands sort of hovering in the air between them as if she were going to reach out to him, which she did, though not before he'd climbed out of the pool. "Oh, Jude!"

Quick to follow, she tried to cut him off at the chair with the towels. "Where are you going?"

She was climbing out of the pool as the towel flew around his waist, and his shoes were on his feet before she could reach him. He looked so red, more flushed then she'd ever seen him before, and for once that flustered appearance did not bring the teen any satisfaction. He wouldn't meet her eyes as he shrugged, and yet again she tried to reach out for him, but he took off before she could catch him.

"Jude. Jude wait!" A few jogged steps took her as far as the surrounding shrubs, but she stopped there, watching him race across the fairway back the way they'd come. She could have caught him, it would have been easy, but she let him go. "I wanted to talk to you.. "

With a heavy sigh Po turned back to the lounge chairs to fetch her shirt and shorts. There was no point in staying now, so she pulled her clothing on over her wet bathing suit and stepped into her shoes. As she turned to leave she noticed the shirt laying on the ground, and she picked it up, folding it nicely over her arm.

She was going to have to call him, or txt, or something. To apologize, and also because she never got to tell him she was moving.