Close Encounters
Close Encounters charlie matheson/bass monroe stories
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A short story by hithelleth adapted for commaful. find the rest: https://archiveofourown.o...

Close Encounters

Bass gets to work well after midnight when the hotel at last falls silent, the partying vacationers having tired themselves out and the early-rising business people not yet up.

He is done cleaning the pools before dawn and he sits down in a shaded corner, enjoying the peace and quiet of those last dark cool minutes that offer reprieve from the summer heat.

When he first sees her, he thinks she might be a figment of his imagination as she approaches the pool like a vision in a white satin robe,

the moonlight that reflects on the water making her skin glow like ivory and her long ashen blonde hair shine like silver.

He chokes on his beer when she drops her robe at the edge of the pool, revealing she wears nothing under it,

but she doesn’t even flinch as she looks in his direction as if she had known he was there the whole time, pausing for a moment,

then shrugs and jumps into the pool with an elegance of a dolphin – no, a siren, and he gapes at her like a creep before he finds his voice, “You know, you’re not supposed to go in naked.”

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