Signal of Distress

23 - Affection

~ I Like - Jeremih - Ludacris ~
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I hate living in my thoughts, won't you be my new home -Elijah Chambers

"COWABUNGA!" Marcus screams, throwing open my door. I laugh rolling my eyes and tossing my bags to the floor. Eli and Jordan walk in behind him.

Eli picks up my bags. He hands one to Jordan and keeps the other two in his hands. "Are you guys ready?" I ask, placing sunglasses on my head.

We have a small break so Ebony suggested we head to her cottage for a few days. A few of her brothers will be there with us. She let us invite someone so I invited Eli and Marcus invited Jordan. Ebony told Jordan she just wanted to be friends and he respects that.

We didn't have enough space so we rented out a van. For me, Ebony, Marcus, Eli, Jordan and Ellie. Yes, Ellie. She's hung out with Marcus and I once or twice before and we like her.

"Yeah, let's go." Eli flicks my sunglasses down, onto my face. I laugh as we leave. We open the door to the van where Ebony and Ellie are already seated in the middle.

Marcus takes up the driver's seat and Jordan sits in the passenger seat. Eli takes my hand leading me to the back of the van. Four seats, to us.

I sit next to the window while Eli squishes right next to me. And I mean very close. I can feel him breathing on my neck. "Eli," I whisper, nudging him.

"What," he mumbles, placing his forehead against mine. I place my hands on his shoulder.

"You're a little close," I whisper. He shrugs, keeping his forehead on mine.

"Hey! No funny business back there," Marcus yells. Our heads snap to him and I hold out my middle finger above the seat in front of me so he can see

I shake my head reaching for my bag by Eli's feet. I take out a blanket and throw it over my legs. Eli takes part of the blanket, placing it on his legs. "What do you want to do?" He asks.

We have an eight hour drive and woke up early for this. "Sleep," I mumble, placing my head on his shoulder. He wraps an arm around my waist as I close my eyes.

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I wake up to the sound of a car door closing. I look around realizing we are at a gas station. Eli lays across the backseat with his head in my lap. He's reading. I run my fingers through his dark hair and he closes the book.

"Morning sleeping beauty," he banters. I lean down pressing my lips to his. I hear a car door slam again and flinch, pulling away.

"Snacks!" Jordan shouts, throwing a plastic bag into the back. I reach for it taking out candy, drinks and chips. A bunch of junk food.

It's like 1 o'clock. "Where's lunch?!" I ask.

"An hour from now. Snack for now," Marcus says.

I shrug looking through the bag. "What do you want to eat?" I ask looking down at Eli. He turns his head in my lap and lifts my shirt up a few inches before placing soft kisses against my skin.

"Eli," I whisper. He pulls at the waistband of my pants and I laugh pushing his hand away. "We're not alone." I remind him.

He sits up and reaches for the blanket pulling it over our legs. His hands slid under the blanket running across my waist and pulling me closer to him. My body slides right next to him, our thighs against each other.

I stare straight ahead making sure no one is paying attention. Eli places his forehead to the side of my head. "Say the words and I'll stop," he whispers as his hand slides down my shorts and underwear.