One-Chapter Stories (SPICY)

Alone in the Cabin

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Anita's POV*

We arrive at the resort at midnight. Everyone was tired and willing to go to bed early to start the day tomorrow.

One-story cabins were aligned left and right, a beautiful stone pathway leading to them. Lamps hanging from poles illuminated the pathways and we all joined together in a circle by the fountain center of the resort, and Lance was the one to speak first.

"Okay, so do you guys wanna do partners or have boys and girls room together?"

"I'm doing partners," Celeste replies quickly. "I'm rooming with Lance."

"Don't you want to room with-"

"No." Celeste immediately says, her eyes not staring into mine or looking in my direction once. She's been ignorant of me the entire why and I still don't know the reason why.

Everybody else chose their roommates and ignored the tension between Celeste and me. They got into their rooms and left me with...Lucien.

"Looks like it's just you and me," I said nervously.

Lucien got in our cabin first while I was stuck on the stairs because my luggage was fucking heavy.

"Here, let me help you," he said, walking towards me when he saw my struggle.

"It's okay. I got it," I said as I struggled to pull up my stuff from the bottom of the stairs.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance, grabbing my bag like it was as light as a feather. My mouth fell agape, but I immediately shut it and followed him inside.

The room was much larger inside and very well-lit. Two king-sized beds are beside each other, a bedside table in between with a vintage lamp sitting on top. I sighed in relief knowing I didn't have to sleep in the same bed as Lucien rooming with him was already too much. I don't know what I would feel if our bodies were to rub against each other in our sleep. A couch occupied the right side of the room, along with a fireplace that brought comfort to the room. To their left was a sliding door closet and a cutesy cabin bathroom. Hopefully, there's hot water.

After organizing all my stuff for our stay, I changed into some silk green shorts and a top. I always preferred this silky sleepwear because of how comfortable it feels in my sleep. As I was changing, Lucien was on his phone and had his ears plugged in with AirPods while he lay on his bed. He pretended not to watch me change, but I caught his glimpses. And I felt the heat in his eyes as they explored parts of my exposed skin.

When I got in bed, I grabbed a book to read and avoided Lucien from any conversation.

He gets up, taking off his clothes but leaving his shorts on while he grabs a towel. "Wanna go to the hot tub?"

I looked up from my book to my eyes locking at his flexed body. "No thanks. I'm good."

He sighed frustratingly, leaving with his phone and AirPods as he closed the door behind him.

Lucien and I have never been close to each other. We've only interacted a few times during group activities, but never did we have any form of friendship with each other. It's always been one-sentence conversations, and that's always it.

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Lucien's POV*

I got in the hot tub and let my body relax at the feeling of boiling water. They say that bathing in hot water relieves you from stress, and rooming with Anita was already stressful enough. She's always stuck in her own bubble and never tries to have a conversation. She's so closeted when it comes to interacting with me, and I could never understand anything about her.