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Part 9 - Week 1 Comes To An End

A/N Note: SPICY IG?! DEPENDS HOW YOU DEFINE SPICY LOL

A few days pass and nothing much happens. No seriously, Thomas has been in the maze and doing so much mapping, so I haven't done much.

I and the gang were sitting down together at the bonfire, just chatting. Thomas had his head resting in my lap so I could run my fingers through his hair.

"Are you ready for tomorrow?" Gally asks me.

"What's tomorrow?" I reply and Minho starts to grin.

"The week is up, it's Minho's turn next," Gally says and Thomas's head shoots up from my lap.

He looks at Gally. "I don't want the week to end!" he complains.

"I know but everyone needs a turn," Minho says as he stares at me. 

I'm shucked. I can already tell.

"I'm going to bed," I deadpan.

Thomas jumps up. "Im coming too," he says, pulling me into his hut without another word.

I gasp and Thomas covers my mouth with his hand as he sucks at the skin on my neck. My head slowly falls backwards. I didn't want this to end either.

I put my hand on the back of Thomas's head, securing his lips to my neck.

I hear someone outside the hut and I shove my fist in my mouth to try and stop myself from making any noises.

"You two good in there?" Gally calls from the other side of the door.

"Y-yeah!" I say and my head falls back even further.

"All right!" he calls and I hear him walk off.

Thomas pulls his lips away from my neck and I already miss his soft lips. "Good girl."

I flush red and he smashes his lips onto mine and pulls me away from the door and we fall back onto the bed. He lands on top of me and continues to kiss me.

His hands travel up my side and his hand finds its way under my shirt and he looks at me. "May I?" he asks.

"Yes," I reply in a quiet voice and my shirt comes off and so does his.

I'm going to miss this so much, but I don't even know how much better or worse the others are going to be. If this can be better, I might simply die.