Cursed
to the edge. Sasha saw Evan and targeted where he’d be by the time Hannah swam over. She threw the coin with perfect precision.
    “That’s so far,” Hannah pouted. She dunked under the water and slowly swam away. Sasha watched her sister glide out to the planned collision point. Evan cut through the water doing front crawl like a machine. He breathed on one side, the opposite side from where Hannah was swimming which meant he wouldn’t see the crash. Yet it didn’t work as she planned.
    Evan was too fast and Hannah was too slow and they didn’t meet. Evan passed over the coin before Hannah arrived. Her sister got into Evan’s lane after he’d departed; she searched for the coin, dove a few times and then returned to where Sasha was standing.
    “I couldn’t find it,” she panted. “You threw it too far. I was too tired to search.”
    Her sister lifted herself out of the pool and sat on the edge leaning against Sasha’s pants. “You couldn’t find it? It’s not that deep over there.”
    Hannah got to her feet and took a towel off the chair. “Those lane guys make waves. I had a hard time keeping my head above water.”
    Upset that she’d tortured her sister just so she could see Evan again, Sasha wrapped her arms around Hannah and squeezed. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
    Hannah rested her head on Sasha’s shoulder. If Sasha didn’t know any better, she’d think Hannah was trying to get her wet.
    “Is this yours?” a deep male voice said from behind her. Sasha turned around, her little sister still in her arms, to see who was talking.
    Evan was in the water with his hand on the edge as an anchor.
    “Evan,” she exclaimed surprised because she genuinely was, just for a different reason. Hannah broke the embrace and reached down for the coin.
    “Thank you,” Hannah said. “I didn’t want to bother you while you were swimming but my sister threw it into your lane. I think she might have even done it on purpose.”
    “Hannah,” snapped Sasha busted. She flushed with embarrassment and glared at her sister. She was never taking her anywhere again.
    Evan burst out laughing and seemed entertained by the accusation. “It’s alright,” he said.
    “If she had done it on purpose,” Jenna said. “You can’t blame her. You are someone I’d like to meet.”
    Evan laughed again although a bit uncertain as if afraid Jenna would devour him. Sasha felt grateful to Jenna for easing Sasha’s embarrassment. Her comment was equally as embarrassing as Hannah’s
    “Ok, enough crazy shit,” Sasha intervened. “Go change Hannah. We gotta go.”
    Jenna shuffled to the change room with Hannah and left the two of them alone. Sasha crouched down, one knee in the sopping mess of pool water. She didn’t feel it considering Hannah had made the rest of her damp too.
    “How are you?” She asked him. She was worried about how he was processing last night.
    “Not bad,” he said. “I wanted to see how you were but I realized I didn’t have your number.”
    Sasha smiled. “I’ll leave it for you at the Second Cup.”
    “Good,” he said.
    There was a moment of silence. Sasha felt awkward and didn’t know what to say. She’d arranged this and yet was at a loss for words.
    “Did you see the police?” Evan asked.
    “Yes,” she said. “Didn’t help much. They were wearing masks.”
    “That’s what I said. Seemed like a waste of time. Don’t get me wrong, I do hope they catch the guys.”
    Sasha nodded. “I get it,” she said.
    Evan turned away and watched the other swimmers. “I need to finish before going to work,” he said motioning with his head toward the water.
    Sasha jumped to her feet. “Absolutely.”
    “See you later,” he said. “Make sure you leave your number at the café.”
    Then he pushed off from the wall into a front crawl stroke and swam smoothly away.
    Sasha battled two emotions raging in her head. She was thrilled that he wanted her number and

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