Dom

It was mid-July, and his friends had rented a rustic cabin right on the lake for the weekend. The afternoon was perfect: Leo was failing miserably at grilling burgers, Chloe and Marcus were tossing a frisbee into the water, and the sound of music drifted from a portable speaker on the deck.But Dom’s focus was entirely on the end of the wooden dock, where Adi was sitting with her legs dangling over the water.She looked radiant in the golden afternoon light, wearing a sundress over her swimsuit, her hair tied up in a messy bun. Dom walked down the creaking planks, holding two sweating cans of lemonade."Room for one more?" Dom asked, stepping up behind her.