Chapter 182: Center Of Attention
As the two got closer, their appearance became very eye-catching. A beautiful girl and a very handsome boy.
Although the older women were yet to notice, the boys who were doing one or two things in the pool and the girls gathered at the opposite side paused, staring at the two as they got closer. Whilst the much younger children didn’t mind and continued what they were doing.
"Who are they?"
One of the boys who hadn’t seen Miles before inquired, shifting his gaze to the girl walking by his side.
"It’s him,"
Another boy answered, all eyes focused, seemingly trying to know what the newcomers were up to.
On the girls’ side, some were instantly jealous of Jazmín, for her looks and the fact she was walking side by side with their crush, whose name they didn’t even know.
"Who is that girl? She isn’t his sister, right?"
Remembering Cassie’s and Josephine’s appearance, one girl asked, not trying to ruin her mood again because of two siblings walking together.
"I don’t know. She seems, uhm... Mexican?"
A sharp-eyed girl quickly noticed the details.
"This is a private community pool. Outsiders can’t be allowed, why would he bring his girlfriend over?"
"And I bet she’s just a poor wretch. Look at the way she stared at everything."
Irritated and jealous, the sharp-eyed girl scoffed and turned her gaze away with pride, a bit of class too.
Meanwhile, Miles didn’t notice any of this and suddenly grabbed Jazmín by her wrist to hold her back.
This sharply drew Jazmín’s attention, turning to him with a stunned expression.
"Where do you think you’re going?"
Miles asked.
"To swim?"
Jazmín replied, a look of interest as to why he asked.
However, Miles met her flirting eyes and directed them to the nearest outdoor shower stand.
"You have to change in one of those and rinse off before stepping into the pool," he said, and she revealed a look of realization—and inwardly cursed at herself for failing to remember such crucial procedures.
With Jazmín no longer by his side, he turned around and took in some minor details he had previously passed over.
’What the fuck.’
It was only then that he noticed the girls quickly turning away after he caught their gaze.
The boys, mostly similar to him in age, were also suspiciously staring in his direction.
Despite that, Miles made no friendly gesture and walked directly to an open shower stand at one corner and began to take off his clothes. His shirt and pants, leaving just the swim trunks he wore underneath. Dropping them on an empty lounge chair, he flexed his arms and stood under the shower, letting the water trickles slide down his muscles.
...the guys were the first to react.
"..."
"Oh my gods."
A look of shock and disbelief flooded their faces when they saw every part of his muscles sharpened and refined without seeming extreme. The sharp details from afar alone...
"Crap. That guy is loaded."
"Fuck. I have to agree with you on this one. He’s a real gym freak."
"His gym instructor must be very high class."
While the guys felt intimidated and in awe, visualizing if they could win a fight against Miles, the girls were drawn in for a totally different reason.
From the moment he started taking his clothes off and walking under the shower, they said no word, with eyes glued to his insanely hot, sculpted muscles. None dared to breathe, fearing they would ruin this perfect moment.
At this moment, one of the women reading magazines just happened to put it down and turned to look around, wanting to stretch her arms, and froze. Her pupils zoomed in on Miles’ figure and she suddenly felt thirsty.
She scanned him from top to bottom, thinking she might be mistaken, but saw the same appealing details of his body structure.
But unlike the girls in the pool who were a bit inexperienced and yet to notice, the woman’s eyes instinctively lowered towards his trunks and extra zoomed in. There she saw something, as if a potato had been stuffed inside.
Unnoticeable at first, but the subtle outline tracing the trunks was there.
’Who is he?’ The woman’s heart skipped, with a hint of excitement out of nowhere.
’Didn’t we say no dads...’
The moment she had that thought, her mouth opened agape upon seeing Miles’ young facial appearance that didn’t match the thing in his trunks.
Oblivious that a woman had noticed his slumbering dragon in his trunks, Miles guided the water to rinse himself and stepped out.
Just then, Jazmín came out, wearing a purple matching bikini that was soaked with the shower water. Her long hair was in a ponytail. Her long legs were out, with an ample view of her ass and cleavage while holding a tote bag.
Her sexy, hot Mexican figure stood out under the sunlight.
The guys that had been amazed by Miles’ muscles quickly hushed into silent stares.
It was as if they had seen the porn star which they secretly watched at night.
Compared to the estate’s girls who were mainly slender and reserved, on diets and formal ethics, Jazmín’s ass was very well-shaped and her thighs were a bit thick, her appearance sexy to the core.
But the next moment, to the dismay of both genders in the pool, Jazmín waved towards Miles, who smiled and walked towards her, pointing at the lounge chair where he kept his clothes to tell her she could also keep hers there.
"Shall we?"
Miles stretched out his hand to Jazmín and she grabbed it, shaking her head, and then they dashed towards the pool, diving with a loud splash to the bottom.
’Fuck. It’s been so long.’
Pushing himself to the surface, Miles spread out his hands and inhaled the refreshing air.
To his side, Jazmín hovered lightly in the water and turned to look around. Acting as if she had just noticed the staring boys and girls, she waved at them.
"Hi. I am Jazmín."
