The Badboy and the Prude

Chapter 13

I was falling, and falling hard.

I never thought something like this would happen.

The two words just didn't make sense before. 

Falling and Carter. Those two words were so foreign to me. Especially if they were in the same sentence....

No, you nasty little pervs, I was not talking about falling for Carter! That's just gross.

Anywho, I was talking about falling with Carter. I was just standing on the dock, letting the wind blow through my hair and I was looking out into the lake's horizon dramatically as the sun set behind me. Basically, I was being like those dramatic girls from the romance movies.

But then that asshole they call Carter tackled me into the lake from behind. I resurfaced and searched around for that little demon.

 He popped up next to me and smiled in a manner that even I found adorable.

"Hi, Clyde."

"You little ogre! Why the hell did you tackle me into the lake!"

"Well I wanted Cinderella to look more sexy. What better way to do that than to get her wet?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

I hadn't understood his little pervy joke, so I went on yelling. "There are many other ways to get me wet, Carter!"

He laughed. "You're right. Want me to show you?"

My cheeks heated and my eyes widened in realization. "YOU PERV!" I yelled, slapping him on the side of his head.

He laughed loudly and obnoxiously. "You only now understood? You're so slow. Anyway, now that you're soaking wet," he wiggled his eyebrows, "Get back on the dock and pose again."

I rolled my eyes but swam toward the ladder anyway. Carter followed suit.

"Oh and Clyde?" called Carter from behind me. I turned around and rose an eyebrow in question.

"What?" I asked.

"You look sexy in a bikini." he smirked. I blushed furiously and turned around, feeling my blood boil. Ever since he found out about my little intimacy problem, he'd been doing all her could to make me squirm!

He laughed behind me and I wanted to punch his brains out right then.

"Just get to the darn camera, Carter, and get this shoot going!" I growled.

"Alright, alright." he said jogging back to his equipment. He started snapping pictures again as I posed on the dock.

See, I had gotten the roll of Cinderella, and Jack, much to Carter's dismay, was my understudy. Carter had insited he needed pictures of me being the whore-ish Cinderella which is why I was posing on the dock in a soaking wet bikini.

"All finished!" said Carter smiling.

"Finally!" I walked towards him and looked at the computer. The pictures were great! Who knew Carter was such a great photographer? "These actually look good." I mumbled. Who knew I was capable of looking so sexy?!

"Well of course, I'm the one who took them, stupid." he said. I scowled at him, resisting the urge to claw his eyes out.

"So, are we done here?" I asked.

"No. Now I have to pose with you." he smiled evilly. "GAGE!" 

Gage emerged from the safety of the trees, followed by the rest of the guys.

"What?" asked Gage.

"You and the guys need to get us together now." replied Carter.

He shrugged and they all settled around the equipment. Carter took off his soaked shirt, and I couldn't help but  immediately check him out. I had never said Carter was ugly or unfit. I just despised his attitude.