"you weren't mine to lose"
bittersweet. in which a group of friends chooses to spend their 99' summer vacation together and two people who absolutely hate each other are forced to spend the summer stuck in a house together. what could go wrong that...
TW: this chapter contains heavy sexual content. Please read on your own responsibility.
Also I am deeply sorry, I absolutely despise using the word cock and it sounds so bad to be but I just had to, I have nothing else to use.
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"The world was on fire and no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do"
Angie entered the balcony, the taste of salty hair on her lips. She came up with a game plan, only a day after their stay at the lake and she was craving Steve again, missing his sweet breath and delicate touch.
It's was especially hot that night, hot enough for Angie to wear a skirt. they were all sitting in the balcony, laughing and passing beers around
You could see the ocean, and the orange yellowish sunset setting behind it, old songs were playing in the radio next to them as beers were going around the group.
Steve right at the entrance of the balcony, next to the door. Angie saw the group wasn't paying any attention to her as she entered. Perfect.
When she passed him on the way to the only free seat, besides Vickie, she ducked down. A cigarette was lit in his mouth and her soft breath made him shiver
"I'm not wearing any underwear. I thought you'd like to know" she whispered in his ear, sweetly and as innocently as she could.
She kept walking, as to not push attention on to her. Steve's eyes were set on her skirt as she walked away from him.
Angie kept acting like she didn't just say that, joining in to the group.
"Eddie. How many beers have you drunk already?" Angelina asked, crossing her arms. Eddie pocked his tongue out to her, taking a sip of his beer. She rolled her eyes before sitting down.
Angie took the beer Vickie passed to her, gladly excepting it. Steve's eyes were set on her. And then on her skirt. And back to her eyes.
She took a sip from the beer before paying her attention to the conversation that was going. Around. "Shit that kid's gonna get his ego in check" Eddie laughed, getting agreeing calls from the rest.
"I miss him" Steve said, taking a puff of his cigarette, and slowly blowing it out. He tried his very best not to look at Angelina. As he knew he'd go mad if he did.
"Yeah shit. Me too" Eddie smiled. "Who are we talking about?" Angie asked.
"Henderson" Robin replied. Angie only now, for the first time in a really long while, remembered the kids and All of the adventures she had with them.
