He continued forward through the water towards me and instinctively, I backed up until my back hit the edge of the pool. What was I doing? This was literally my biggest fantasy. Why was I retreating?

Though it still didn't feel real. I still couldn't grasp that this was happening, whatever it was. It was so easy to let my mind run away with this scenario.

He came up in front of me and placed both hands on either side of me against the pool wall trapping me in. His eyes were mesmerizing. One look from him and I found myself growing wet. This was quite literally the beginning of a raunchy porno. But I couldn't look away. I couldn't move.

"Your name?" He whispered pushing up on me. All the important parts of us lined up perfectly. "You know what, nevermind. It doesn't matter. I like a little mystery."

Jimin thrust his hips forward pushing his massive erection into me as he leaned forward to kiss me. His lips were so incredibly soft yet commanding at the same time. He had just the right amount of give and take. He parted my lips with his tongue and swirled it around mine causing a rush of endorphins that caused me to momentarily quit breathing. Damn, this boy could kiss!

I reached around and laced my fingers behind his neck as he continued to work my lips over thoroughly. He began to rain kisses down my cheek and neck. I threw my head back and moaned, in disbelief that THIS was actually happening!

"Are...are you okay?" Jimin asked. My eyes popped open.

My back was against the wall of the pool and he was treading water several feet in front of me. Oh no! Had I really just imagined that?

Heat flooded my face as my skin turned red. I was mortified. I had moaned in front of Jimin while imagining him doing all sorts of things to me! This couldn't possibly get any worse.

"Um, yeah," I murmured wishing I could just disappear under the water.

Jimin chuckled, "Seriously though. What is your name? Jess didn't tell me on the phone. She was all frantic and talking nonstop about how mad you were going to be at her."

"Dia," I responded trying to avoid his eyes.

He inched closer with a smirk on his face. He had to know what I had just been picturing.

"Pardon?"

"Dia. My name is Dia. It's short for-"

"No. Don't tell me. I like it. Dia. And I like the mystery. I'm assuming based on your reactions that you know who I am." He smirked and began to swim backwards, "So how old are you, Dia?"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Didn't fantasy Jimin just say something similar? Or had I actually said it out loud? Shit.

"I'm 22." Seriously, I'm killing it with this conversation. He must think I'm a real winner.

"Mmmmmm, 22." He breathed out, "the perfect age."

Curiously, I questioned, "what makes 22 the perfect age?"

He stopped treading water and put his feet down as he responded, "its your age."

His intense gaze made me weak. My eyes got big and I tried to swallow feeling incredibly parched all of a sudden. He had me under his spell. What's worse was he knew it.

"How long have you been a swimmer?"

"I'm not competitive," I responded, "but I've been swimming since I was a kid." I finally started to feel at ease around him.

"Wanna race?" He asked, a mischievous grin breaking out across his face. My face quickly matched his and we started moving towards the far end of the pool, each choosing a lane and getting into position.

For the rest of the night, we raced and splashed. Swimming always put me at ease. It's no surprise that swimming with Jimin was also relaxing. Actually, that's not true. If I allowed myself to think about who he was, the panic would begin to set in again. Several times, I had to talk myself into thinking of him the same as any other guy I might hang around with.

As exhaustion set in for both of us, we had climbed out of the pool and lounged on opposite pool chairs, wrapped in big, fluffy towels. It was a shame to have him cover up all that delicious skin.

There was a quiet comfort to sitting next to him. And I was surprised that it no longer felt awkward or strange between us.

"Thank you for letting me stay here tonight." I whispered into the night air. "I really didn't mean to freak you out."

"It's no problem. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions."

"No, I understand. I can't imagine what it's like to constantly have people try to invade your privacy. I'd hate it."

Jimin leaned forward and peered into my soul. At least it felt like that was what he was doing. Everything he did was intense.

It seemed like he wanted to say something and I waited. Jimin just seemed to command attention without really trying. I think I'd combust if I ever met the rest of the guys.

After a moment of complete silence, he finally spoke up, "Maybe it would be okay if you just stayed for the summer."