those nights | rafe cameron

chapter five

amara awoke that morning feeling like shit. maybe it was the hangover.

she got up and got an outfit out. she made sure it was a little riskier knowing rafe was going to be there. she didnt know why because they only did coke together. there was no implication he liked her like that but she sees him differently now.

she wore a tight black skirt, fishnets, leg warmers (even though it was hot outside), and a pink crop top that had a low v neck so it showed her cleavage. instead of her usual mary janes she wore her high top black chuck taylors. and just she wore a black lacy thong and a black lacy bralette, you know, just incase.

she did the usual makeup and headed over to the cameron's. she had a cigarette on her little walk. once she go there she saw everyone already outside ready to get into rafe's truck.

she noticed rafe's eyes light up once he saw her. "hey amara" he said

sarah noticed the change in attitude he had towards the girl but decided to brush it off.

"hi rafe" she smiled to him. "sarah, topper"

they all had their little hellos and hopped in the truck.

amara got front again and sarah and topper sat in the back. she checked out what rafe was wearing. he was wearing baby blue shorts, a white polo and his old cap backwards. she then felt something cold on the side of her thigh. it was rafe's hand brushing against it. the coldness was his ring. she looked over at him and he just kept his eyes on the road. she looked back at sarah and topper to see if they noticed but they were wrapped up in their own shit.

she was pulled back by the feeling of rafe's hang coming in full contact of her leg and holding it. her breath hitched by his actions once again. she felt his hand move further up at an agonizingly slow pace. she felt him move his hand to her inner thigh and he squeezed it. this made her feel something she hasn't felt since her last boyfriend.

sadly they made it to the country club and rafe removed his hand. she sighed at the loss of contact.

they all got out of the truck and sarah and topper started walking. amara felt her wrist being grabbed and looked back. rafe got close to her ear and whispered

"meet me in the bathroom in 20 minutes" he then grabbed his pocket indicating he had some coke with him.

they all got a table to eat some lunch. amara ordered salmon and broccoli. her favorite.

she looked over at rafe and he nodded his head as if he was saying 'go now'.

"um i need to go to the bathroom i will be right back" amara said.

rafe then added "i'll show you where they are i need to piss too"

they walked away together. there was a mens room, a ladies room and a family restroom. rafe grabbed amara and dragged her into the family restroom. he locked the door and grabbed the baggie out of his pants. he then started making lines with his drivers license. he handed amara the bill to roll up and she gladly did.

"you can go first" rafe offered.

she accepted. she then passed it to rafe.

when he was done he looked over to amara. he started walking towards her. she started backing up until she hit the wall with her back. he pressed up against her and got so close to her face.

"i know i just met you but if i see you with john b or the other pogues again i will teach them a lesson for messing with my girl. i'll fucking kill them" he said before pressing his lips to hers hungrily. when he pulled away he pulled her lip in between his teeth with him. "you're mine"

she got butterflies in her stomach. "im yours" she said in a whisper.

they then walked back to the table one at a time so it wasn't too obvious but sarah and topper wouldn't have realized anyways since they were away from the table on the golf course.

they eventually all left and headed back to the cameron's house.

when they go there sarah said her and topper were going to her room. when they left to go to sarah's room amara followed rafe to his. once they got in there is when things really started to heat up.