Erin looked over and found Blair staring at Nolan with a big smile on her face. It was so sweet, Erin could hardly handle it. “He takes after his mom,” Erin joked.

Now Blair directed that wide grin in Erin’s direction. “That’s for sure.”

Erin couldn’t help but laugh. “You must be quite the Casanova with the girls your age, huh?”

“I do okay.”

With that smile, Erin had no doubt Blair was telling the truth. With the compliment, her lips curled up a little more on the right than the left in a way that could only be described as cocky. Oh yeah. This girl knows how hot she is.

“Mommy!” Nolan shouted with a huff. “You’re too slow.”

Both she and Blair laughed as they walked up to him. Once she was standing beside him, Blair put her hand on his head and ruffled his hair. “Chill out, little dude. We’re here.”

He crossed his arms over his chest and glared up at Blair. “My name is Nolan. ’Member?”

“That’s right.” Blair slapped her forehead as if she had actually been confused. “How could I forget?”

“Because you’re old.” Nolan brought his hand to his mouth and giggled into it.

“Oh, I’m old, huh?” Blair picked Nolan up in her arms as he giggled uncontrollably. “If I was old, could I throw you into the pool?”

“No! You can’t. Our clothes! My swimmies.”

When Blair set Nolan back down on the ground, Erin took off his shirt and started spreading sunscreen over all of his bare skin. She looked up at Blair as she did it. “Anytime he comes to the pool, he needs sunscreen and his swimmies before he can get in.” She shook her head at herself. She sounded just like those helicopter moms that she couldn't stand. “Sorry. I’m not lecturing you. Just letting you know these things as I think of them.”

Blair shrugged as if she wasn’t bothered at all. “Of course. No problem.”

Erin was about to look away when Blair pulled her shirt off, revealing one of the skimpiest bikini tops she had ever seen. Not that Erin was complaining, because wow . She wanted to look away. She should look away. But… oh my god. Is that a six pack? Now, all Erin could think about was running her hands over those abs, which made her feel like a huge creep. This was the young girl, fresh out of college, who was most likely going to be watching her son for the summer. Was it wrong to check out someone so much younger than you? She was over eighteen so it couldn’t be that wrong, right? Plus, Erin did have eyes. No one could blame her for taking notice of the perfection standing in front of her.