Bastiana has a loving family, two amazing best friends, and a secret.
Over summer vacation, Bastiana and her besties do their best to focus on their bucket list in order to distract them from all the secrets they're keeping from one another. When a...
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"Poor guy is exhausted." Jaxon says as he deposits Dillon in the car, buckling his sleeping form into his seat.
"I know how he feels," I say, yawning as I drag my feet towards the passenger door.
The guys and Abi load everything back into the trunk while Carter climbs into her seat. I pull my blanket tighter around my shoulders as a cool breeze sweeps across my exposed skin, raising goosebumps all over my body. Unfortunately, the sun didn't dry my clothes enough for me to put them back on for the drive home. So, I'm still wearing my swimsuit and tank top which are still a little damp, even though I got out of the water hours ago.
I open the passenger side door and lean in to set my bag on the floorboard and my water bottle in the cup holder before I get in the seat. Before I can swing myself up into the seat, however, Ryker moves towards me holding something out to me.
"Here, put this on." I look down at his outstretched hand to see him holding up his massive football hoodie.
I look from the hoodie to him. "Why?" I ask, tilting my head to the side.
"You're cold." He simply states and pushes the hoodie towards me. "Here, put it on."
I smile and gratefully take the hoodie from him. "I should probably take off my wet tank top though, otherwise it'll just soak this too and defeat the purpose." I laugh to myself, looking down at the wet material still clinging to my skin.
Ryker looks away from me and clears his throat. "Uh, yeah. I guess that's probably smart." He mutters. I move to walk back towards the trunk. "What are you doing?" He asks.
"I'm gonna change by the trunk so I can put my top in with the other bag of wet clothes." I explain. Ryker just nods at me.
I wait until everyone else is in the car before I start to change. I set Ryker's hoodie down on top of the cooler in the trunk, then glance up to make sure no one is looking. Dillon is still passed out, Carter is drawing on her sneaker with a marker while Jaxon, Asher, and Abi all seem engrossed in their phones. When I look up to the front at Ryker, I can see his jaw is tense from here as he looks out the side window.
I quickly peel off my wet tank top and tuck it into the plastic bag holding all my siblings' wet clothes and towels. I pull on Ryker's hoodie, then decide my bikini top is still too damp to leave on. I carefully maneuver my arms inside the hoodie to untie the top and take it off, without exposing myself. I finally manage to pull it off and tuck it into the bag as well. I exchange the slightly damp blanket I had been wrapped up in for a different one from the trunk, then head back to my open door.
Before I get in, I carefully place the blanket on the seat, because my swim bottoms are still a bit damp, and I don't want my bare legs to stick to the leather seats. After getting settled in my seat, I close the door, buckle up and turn to Ryker.
