The familiar smell of chlorine greeted his nostrils as Sebastian opened the door. The rubber mat that started at the entryway led up to the empty desk. Sebastian walked past the desk, noticed a ‘closed for cleaning’ sign in the women’s lockers, entered through the men’s locker area, and proceeded to the pool deck. One swimmer remained doing laps in the Olympic-sized pool. Sebastian stood at the end of the lane and watched Caleb swim toward him. When Caleb touched the tile, he stopped and removed his goggles.
“Hey, babe.” Caleb smiled and brushed the water off his hair as he blinked it from his eyes. “Want to come in and swim laps?”
“I don’t have swim trunks,” said Sebastian.
“You got underwear on, right? Pool’s closing in about thirty, so come in and join me.”
Sebastian surveyed the ar
