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across the pool and pulled himself up over the side. Directly in front of him, at eye level, was a lounge chair perfectly positioned to lend a view of the woman’s partially spread legs. Sure enough, he could see a few small strands of short black pubic hair sticking out from the edge of the bathing suit by her left thigh.
    He was instantly erect, and he popped back down in the water and swam over to where David and Owen were kicking back by a fake rock outcropping in the deep end. “Boner time!” he announced.
    Owen swam over to check it out. He returned, grinning.
    â€œRumor is,” David said, “that people go skinny-dipping here at night. Especially in that hot tub. I’m going to come back out around ten or so and see what I can see.”
    Curtis glanced over at his brother; neither of them said a word. There was no way that their parents would let them out alone after dark. Hell, they’d probably be in bed and asleep by ten. On the other hand, they did have their own room. And if they closed and locked the door between their room and their parents’ . . .
    But Ryan would be sleeping with them. And there was no way their little brother would keep his mouth shut about something like this.
    David watched them, waiting for a response. When he saw that none was forthcoming, he shrugged and paddled over to the slide, pulling himself up. Sitting on the edge, he looked up at the top of the fake rocks where a father and his young toddler were about to go down.
    â€œExcuse me!” the man called.
    David ignored him, pretended not to hear, insolently kicked his feet in the water.
    â€œYoung man!”
    David looked up at the sky, seemingly examining the desert clouds, humming a song.
    â€œWill you please get off the slide so we can come down?” the man yelled.
    Lazily, David got to his feet. Standing on the bottom edge of the slide, he paused for a good long minute. “Shi-i-it!” he yelled at the top of his lungs, jumping off. He hit the water hard, causing a noisy splash. Around the pool, adults glared at him with disapproval.
    Curtis looked at Owen and grinned. Neither of them would have had the balls to do such a thing, not even if they were David’s age. But now they were friends with someone who did. They’d finally met someone cool. And he actually liked them!
    This was going to be one badass vacation.
    Laughing, the three of them quickly swam to the opposite side of the pool before the father and his son slid down.
    David’s parents were in their room— Fucking, David said—but he’d commandeered a poolside table with an umbrella and four chairs, and there was a big bag of Doritos, a six-pack of Coke and a stack of towels on the table. They hopped out of the pool and sat around the table making fun of passersby while they drank the cola and ate the chips. Ignoring their mother’s admonitions about eating and swimming, they jumped right back into the water afterward, paddling hard in a race to the waterfall. David won by several lengths.
    They treaded water for a few moments, catching their breath. Suddenly David, peering down beneath his kicking feet, frowned.
    â€œWhat is it?” Curtis asked.
    â€œThere’s something under the waterfall. I think it’s a dead body.”
    â€œNuh-uh,” Owen told him.
    â€œLook for yourself.”
    Curtis didn’t want to look. They were in the middle of a crowded pool on a hot summer day, surrounded by kids and adults and a virtual army of hotel staff, but he felt cold suddenly and as alone as a little boy in a haunted house. Still, he and Owen both stared into the water, and beneath the foam and the bubbles, in the dark blue of the pool’s deep end, there did appear to be a dark sunken figure, an unmoving shape with the appearance of heft.
    A body.
    â€œI’m out of here!” Owen said, paddling over to the edge and pulling himself out of the water, his voice filled with