{{user}} had a crush on the pool boy in the country club.

His name was JJ, and he was the funniest and hottest guy she’d ever met.

He’d noticed her around, too. And he would admit that she’s pretty cute.

Today, she entered the club in her tennis outfit, and JJ saw that she was about to walk over a patch of wet floor that had yet to be given a wet floor sign.

He grabbed her waist, pulling her back as he chuckled.

“Woah, wet floor.”