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Chapter 14: Airi
It was already morning, not to mention the day we leave this heavenly resort. I woke up to see Liam and me on the complete opposite sides of the bed, our backs against each other. This couldn’t be good.
Well, it shouldn’t be. All through the night, I was thinking about the snappy, bitch ass comment the douche bag made. At first, I didn't care. But now, I’m just flat out pissed off. What? I don’t f*ck like your precious porn stars? Oh, my bad for not fitting your shitty standards, even though it’s only my second time.
I was so mad. My temptations to pour a bucket of ice cold water onto Liam right at this moment grew. But I shouldn’t. He would probably figure out a way to get me wet too.
I got up to go to the bathroom and wash up. We would probably leave the hotel early, since they charge mornings. I showered nice and slowly, letting all the knots in my back loosen. The soap’s scent was a soothing aroma that made my skin tingle like the taste of fresh mint on taste buds. When I got out, towel drying my hair, I looked at the time. 8:26 am. They kick customers out at ten so we have an hour and thirty minutes.
I went to go wake the others. Surprisingly, they were already up, not having sex. The only one left was Liam. I went back to my original plan, filling a cup with some ice and water provided by the hotel. Then, I crept up with light footsteps. Instead of pouring the liquid in a thin stream, I flipped the cup upside down, letting all of it drench him at once.
I didn’t exactly get the reaction I was hoping for. He got up slowly, stretching his arms, ending this routine with a yawn.
“Good morning to you too,” he said, with a soft voice. I stared at him, and he stared at me. No, more like he was checking me out. When I turned to leave, disgusted with his audacity to play this game with me, he caught my arm and pulled me back. I was now sitting on the bed, my back against him, and his legs around mine.
“I said good morning,” he repeated, kissing my neck and undoing the buttons on my flannel. His strategies weren’t going to work on me this time.
“I know, I heard,” I replied, getting up, treating his kisses like it was no big deal. “Get ready, we’re leaving in thirty minutes.” I turned back to see Liam slam the door of the bathroom, ignoring me. Aw, poor baby got rejected. Mission accomplished.
In about twenty, all of us girls were finished tidying up. We began to pack our stuff in the trunk when the guys came out—with water guns. And guess who came running after me? I jumped over the railing that bordered the parking lot and the shore of the beach. But Liam came sprinting after, squirting me thoroughly with his ridiculously accurate aim. I couldn’t help laughing, which slowed me down.
Thinking he would catch up and give me a friendly embrace, he instead stopped to dowse me until there wasn’t a cubic centimeter of dry left. When he was done laughing, I took clumps of sand, throwing it at him.
“You asshole! I was on a serious role.”
“On a role for what?”
I ignored him, getting back to being angry.
“I don’t get your freaking deal.”
When I ignored him again, he grabbed onto my legs and slung me onto his shoulder. I fussed.
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Teen FictionAiri, a nineteen year old college sophmore, enjoys the single life. Just when she's sure that drama will be avoided, you have Liam, the godly soccer player with a perfectly sculptured body and a mind of his own, come into the picture. So what happen...
