57. "He isn't coming."

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4. Go skinny dipping. I probably shouldn't tell my daughter to do this, but believe me, you'll never feel so free.

"No you're not," he says through gritted teeth as he grabs my hand to stop me from walking away.

"Yes I am and last time I checked you weren't speaking to me." I throw his promise right back in his face and it hurts to read his reaction and feel his arm drop back next to his body. "It was on the list," I say to hopefully make him understand and sounds less like a bitch.

He doesn't reply but follows me on my little hike up the cliff which is more like a small waterfall coming from the mountains pouring down in the lake. The prospect of fresh water excites me. The prospect of taking of my bikini top frightens me.

Ben is the only one still on top. The rest already took the plunge, but something seems to hold him back.

"Everything okay?" I ask him once I am next to him and can see the worry in his eyes.

"I forgot I am a little afraid of heights," he mutters and his cheeks turn red. He tries to hide it from me by placing his large hands over his face.

"You forgot?" I chuckle and he too shakes a bit of laughter.

"Well, not really. But I didn't want to show," he admits and I wrap my arm around his shoulder.

"Let's go look together okay?"

He slowly nods, his eyes studying my face as he takes in my eyes, cheeks and lips. "Okay," he agrees and moves cautious but forwards.

It is steep and high, I am not going to lie. The jump itself scares me, but I seem to be afraid of everything.

"You know, If I go naked, would you come after me?"

His eyes light up and small lines appears when he smiles of the prospect of me streaking. "It would make it easier, yeah I think so."

He purses his lips and I can't help but blush myself. He probably thinks I am flirting with him and I suddenly drop my arm and take a step back feeling heat rise to my face. Harry is still watching us and for a small moment I forgot. Stupid girl.

He seems furious although he may think he's hiding it, I know better. The way his arms cross over his chest and his muscles are hard and tense, I know he's holding back. Biting his tongue because he once again made a promise he can't keep.

"Well close your eyes gentlemen," I announce and Ben sits down on some rocks facing the other way but he still folds his hands in front of his face while I undress.

I don't even check on Harry because I know he won't listen to me. It probably would be the only promise he will never make. To not look at me any longer. Especially when I am naked. So when I am out of my bikini and the wind tickles every sensitive spot that he once caressed, I turn around.

With my hands holding my breasts I stare in to his green eyes that have turn a bit darker. "Wish me luck?" I ask him but he simply keeps my gaze, the sides of his lips slowly curling up in a approving way.

I would have jumped anyway because I want to please myself this time and maybe my dad that I completed a list that before I never thought was possible and crazy. It doesn't seem so crazy now, even when I am naked standing in front of Harry with a lake full of my friends beneath us. It all happened because it had too and it probably would have happened with my dad's list. Harry would have figured it all out by himself, just like I figured his fear out.

I break our eye contact first and turn around on my heels to walk to the edge of the cliff. The rocks and greenery slippery under my feet.

"Bring back my bikini will you?" I yell to both men just before I take the leap.

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