Hidden Froggie Hearts

Chapter 15

As the night wore on, the warmth of the bonfire enveloped them, and the atmosphere crackled with laughter and excitement. Megan couldn't help but feel giddy with joy, especially sitting so close to John B. He was effortlessly charming, and she found herself wanting to impress him, to show him her fun side.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to embrace her playful spirit. She leaned over toward JJ, who was cracking jokes about the s'mores, and whispered, "I think we need to up our game. How about a s'mores challenge?"

JJ's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "Oh, I'm in! What's the plan?"

Megan grinned mischievously. "We have to make the tallest s'mores tower without it falling over!"

"Challenge accepted!" JJ laughed, and together they started gathering marshmallows, chocolate bars, and graham crackers, determined to build a towering masterpiece.

As they constructed their s'mores, Megan could feel John B's curious gaze on her. Each time she glanced over her shoulder, she caught him smiling at her antics, his blue eyes sparkling in the firelight. The sight made her heart flutter, and she felt emboldened.

"Okay, watch this!" she said, carefully stacking another marshmallow on top of their wobbly creation. "This is going to be the most epic s'mores tower ever!"

JJ was balancing a precariously stacked pile of graham crackers when he teased, "If this falls, you're the one who has to eat the ruins!"

Megan giggled, her cheeks flushing with delight as she turned to John B, hoping to include him in their playful chaos. "You should join us, John B! We could really use your expertise in construction!"

He laughed, shaking his head playfully. "I don't know if I'm an expert at building s'mores towers, but I can definitely cheer you on."

"Cheering is an essential skill!" she replied, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Especially when it comes to s'mores!"

As she went back to stacking, Megan decided to take a risk. She reached out to John B, nudging him lightly with her shoulder. "Come on, show us your skills! You could totally win the title of S'mores King!"

John B chuckled, leaning closer to her. "Alright, I'm in. But only if you promise not to laugh when it inevitably collapses."

"Deal!" she said, her heart racing as he leaned in even closer, their shoulders brushing against each other. She wondered about what other fun ideas is everyone thinking of.

Megan couldn't contain her excitement as they worked together, crafting their s'mores tower. She felt a rush of joy at how effortlessly they were getting along, and every time their hands brushed against each other while reaching for a cracker or a marshmallow, her heart fluttered even more.

After a few minutes of building, they had crafted a wobbly but impressive tower. "Ta-da!" she exclaimed, gesturing dramatically. "The tallest s'mores tower in Poguelandia!"

Just as she was about to take a picture for evidence, the whole thing wobbled dangerously. "Uh-oh!" she squeaked, her eyes widening.

"Hold it steady!" John B warned, his voice teasing yet serious as they both leaned in to support the structure.

With a sudden movement, the tower collapsed, a cascade of marshmallows and chocolate raining down onto the sand. Megan burst into laughter, clutching her stomach as she fell back against the towel, her giggles infectious.

"That didn't go according to plan!" she gasped, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes.

John B joined in her laughter, the sound making her heart swell. "Looks like you owe me a s'more!" he joked, reaching over to grab a marshmallow.

"Okay, but only if you promise to share!" she replied, her playful spirit shining through.

As they reached for the same marshmallow, their fingers brushed again, and Megan felt a delightful jolt of electricity between them. She looked up, meeting John B's gaze, and for a moment, the world around them faded away.

In that instant, it felt as if they were the only two people on the beach, their laughter echoing softly into the night. Megan's heart raced, and she couldn't help but lean in closer, feeling the warmth radiating from him.

"Maybe we should just stick to eating them," she suggested, biting her lip to suppress her smile, feeling cute and playful.

"Or we could try again," he said, his voice low and teasing. "But this time, I'll take the lead."

Megan's heart fluttered at the thought, her cheeks warming as she nodded. "Okay, but if we fail again, we're definitely eating the evidence."

"Deal," he replied, a grin spreading across his face.

With renewed determination, they set about gathering more supplies, their playful banter flowing effortlessly between them. Each time John B leaned closer, the sweet scent of the bonfire mingling with the salty ocean breeze, Megan's heart raced with anticipation.

As they worked side by side, she felt a sense of comfort and joy that she hadn't anticipated. Being around him brought out her cute, adorable side, and she loved every moment of it. Whether it was their shared laughter or the gentle brushes of their hands, she couldn't shake the feeling that something special was blossoming between them.

With the bonfire crackling and the stars twinkling above, Megan couldn't help but feel that this night held endless possibilities for her and John B—a chance to embrace their connection and explore what lay ahead.