Love On The Lake

part 4 - the boy

Aiden C was quiet next to me while we spun the bottle around and around. Many kisses, dares and other assorted things. But I was (fortunately) left out of it for the most part. Inevitably, it was my turn. I reluctantly took the bottle and spun it, waiting in anticipation for me to probably embarrass myself. It stopped, landing right on "Remove One Item of Clothing." My stomach dropped. Nick ooohed and Jenna laughed.
"Do I have to?" I complained.
"Oh Cora," Ariana said. "Stop being such a wuss." I stuck my tongue out at her.
I contemplated what item to remove. I landed on my shirt, and removed it slowly. Thank goodness for sports bras. I felt awkward stars at me as I wadded up my shirt and tossed it on the bunk.
"What," I said, raising an eyebrow. Leo's eyes were deep brown, but boring onto my exposed skin. "Ok ok let's get on with it." Jesse said. I gave her a silent thank you.

We played spin the bottle quietly, and it was going well so far, no one had kissed me or anything. And I didn't have to kiss anyone.
It was all going well until Nick rolled the closet square. He raised his eyebrow and we erupted with oohs and ahhhhs
"So Nick," I said, nudging him. "Who you gonna pick? Expose your Truest feelings." Jesse snorted.
"Well actually," he started. "I was going to pick you." His face twisted to a flirty smirk. My stomach dropped... again.
"What?" I asked, standing. Veva laughed and Tom and Leo both made some very... questionable noises.
"If that's alright with you," be bent down on one knee. "M'lady." Oh gosh my face must of been a mess. I took his hand and everyone clapped. I felt so awkward. He was taller than me and lead me to the closet.
"You know the rules, 5 minutes minimum!" Jenna called as he closed the door. The room was dark, slightly musty. Only small cracks of light peaked through the bottom. I felt Nicks hand brush against mine.
"We only have to do this if you feel comfortable," he murmured in my ear, his warm breath whisking past.
"Ya no," I said. "It's fine. It doesn't have to mean anything, it's just spin the bottle." I giggled softly. He put his hands on my hips, and drew me closer until my exposed stomach touched his. I didn't realize he took his shirt off.
"Are you sure?" He asked again.
"Are you sure?" I asked him. "You keep asking me." I felt him smile in the darkness. He looped his arms around my neck and i did the same as little butterflies formed in my stomach. His forehead touched mine as we say their in silence, eyes closed, listening to the sounds of our friends outside.