Sweet Nothing

2

Before meeting Conrad down at their surf spot, Abigail poked her head into Belly's room. She always felt a strong need to check in on the girl. She truly was like a sister to her in every way.

"All settled, Belly Boo?" The bleach blonde chuckled, pulling out a nickname she had t used in years. It was amusing how easily it rolled off the tongue.

Belly groaned, dramatically falling onto her bed. "Don't start that again!" She whined.

"Too late, I already did." Abigail smirked.

Her eyes traveled from the dramatic scene of her friend, up to the other figure in the room. Taylor stood dumbly by the bed. For the first Tim in her life, she was at a loss for words. And the reason? Abigail Fisher standing in front of her in a bikini top and board shorts. The brunette was completely frozen, eyes locked on the abs formed by Abi's many years sacrificed to the soccer field.

Abigail saw right through her.

"Connie and I are hitting the waves in a sec, so I'll see you guys at dinner." She winked, watching a light pink blush dust across Taylor's face.

Taylor was searching for something, anything, to say. That was her thing. She was good at comebacks. But with Abigail close by, she might as well be Belly when she seen Conrad.

As Abigail turned to leave, Taylor rushed out of the room behind her.

"Hey, where's my room?" She settled on awkwardly.

During her shorter stays, Taylor had just stayed in Belly's room, but not this year. Belly snored and Taylor was not putting up with that for almost three months. So she got the guest room this year.

Abigail stopped in her tracks, pointing down the hallway. "I'll show you."

She took the blushing brunette's wrist and dragged her in the direction she had pointed. They stopped at the end of the hall. There were two rooms: the one and only guest room...and Abigail's room.

"If you need anything..." Abigail smirked, leaning against her own doorframe, stretching slightly.

Taylor's mouth went dry.

"I'm right across the hall." Abigail chuckled, returning her arms back to her sides. "Don't hesitate to ask."

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"Seriously?" Conrad was immediately on her the second she joined him at the beach.

She threw her board down in the sand to wax it before they headed out.

"What?" She raised an eyebrow at her, sometimes annoying, twin brother.

"Are we going to ignore you flirting with Belly's friend when they got here?" He grinned impishly.

Even if it was at her expense, she was thrilled to see him somewhat back to his normal self. They always used to laugh and joke and poke fun. He didn't do that much anymore. So there was no way in hell she was going to tell him to shut up.

"She's got a name and you know it." She teased him right back. His grin never faltered. "You know me, I'm just a flirty gal."

Conrad laughed. Finally, a real Conrad Fisher laugh. She'd been waiting to hear her favorite sound for months.

"Right, well when I find her in your bed in the morning, you'll owe me twenty bucks." He challenged.

She had no plans of sleeping with Taylor. Did she notice the younger girl's attraction? Yes. Did she feel her own attraction? Also yes. Was she going to act on it? Probably not. Taylor was Belly's best friend and Belly was her sister. She really didn't need that drama right now, so she resolved to put any potential feelings for Taylor aside.