Something In The Orange

                                   Chapter twelve.
Just have some fun....

When I reopened my eyes I was met with a huge wave. I went underwater, swallowing a little water before resurfacing.

Smooth.

Sage rushed over to me, laughing. "Holy shit, are you okay?" Rolling my eyes at his laughter, I started walking back towards shore, but he grabbed my arm. "It's not funny," I mumbled. "Oh, but it kind of is."

great, now I'm laughing at myself.

Another wave came in causing me to lose balance, until I felt his arm wrap around my waist. "I got you." I looked to meet his eyes. Goosebumps covering my body as his fingertips slightly touched the skin of my torso where my shirt had rolled up, clinging above my belly button. My skin felt cold yet on fire all at the same time.
The sunset scenery behind him made his feature even more attractive.

There must be something in the orange.

I could kiss him right now. No. No. I can't. Stop.

I quickly walked back to shore, over to where our things were, and that's when I realized...

Oh. My. God.

A wet white t shirt and a red Lacey bra don't mix well.

I quickly crossed my arms over my chest when he walked over. "What's wrong, P?"  He questioned, scanning me over and that's when he noticed. His eyes widened, "here you can wear my shirt."

His shirt... I guess that's better than having my tits out.
He handed me the shirt and turned his back to me.
Without warning i quickly took off my soaked shirt and then...
"I can also hold up the blanket to shield-" he stopped when he turned around and see me. Shirtless.

Shit.

I quickly put on his shirt and he stood there either in awe or stunned. "Shit, I'm sorry-" I laughed, "it's okay."

Was it though? Because I could feel how hot my face was.

" you have a tattoo?"  Damn. How long did he look? "Yes." "Can I see it?" I swallowed the limo that grew in my throat, slowly lifting up the shirt to reveal my butterfly tattoo on my left rib cage. He reached out, his fingers slightly grazing over it, tracing the wings. Shivering, I took a deep breath. Hoping he wouldn't notice...

He did.

"You've never been touched before," he whispered, dropping his hand. "Have you?"

Shit.

"No." I watched as a smirk came across his face. "You have no idea what you're missing." His hand trailed up my arm, slowly brushing his fingers over my collar bone. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. Embracing that my skin felt like it was on fire.
"Just say stop," he whispered in my ear.

No, don't tell him to stop Peyton.

I felt his breath on my neck, his hands sneaking around my waist again. Chills. His lips kissed my neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin. I felt weak. Like my knees were going to give out. Holy shit. "Sage!"

We quickly broke a part to see Aiden walking over to us. My face fell, coming back to reality. What was he even doing here? Unless... Sage knew he was coming.
"Did you know he was coming?" I shot him a glare. He didn't have time to respond as Aiden approached, giving me a judgy look. "Hey man, Declan and Zoey are almost here and everyone else is on the way."

So he did know.

"Awesome, go grab the wood and we'll build the fire." Aiden nodded, running back away. "You knew people were coming," I scoffed. "You set me up." He was about to say something but was cut off when Zoey and Declan walked up. Great.

Declan glared at Sage but before he could even look at me, Zoey pulled me away from them in a hurry. "What happened?" She asked. "Nothing," i denied. "Ohhhh, something," she taunted. I gave her a weird look and she handed me her phone with the camera on selfie mode. "What?"I asked. "That hickey and you wearing his shirt says different."

Oh god.