Too Shy To Tell You

5. Late Night Swims

5.
Late Night Swims

"Zara! Zara, can you come over here please?!" I heard Kayla yell from downstairs.

I was in the middle of putting on my bikini top, but was having a really hard time doing it. "Wait I'll be the down in a minute!" I fiddled with the strings on my back. "Ugh, this stupid bikini won't come on." I shrugged to myself.

I walked towards the body mirror, trying to see if making myself visible would help anything. And Nope.

"Need some help there?" I saw Mylo leaning against the door frame. He was wearing grey sweatpants paired with a navy blue V neck tee, which made him look awfully attractive. My jaw instantly dropped as I saw his figure. Damn... I thought to myself.

"Y-yeah."

"Zara, I know you think I'm hot and all, but no need to stare at me like I'm the most attractive man on earth." He smirked at me.

That's because you are... Sike.

"That was so unattractive, please stop." I snapped out of my gaze, and turned back towards the mirror.

He came closer to me, still trying to help me with my bikini malfunction.
I felt his fingers running up against my shoulders, making my breath hitch uncomfortably.

"Relax, nothing's happening," He chuckled, grabbing the strings of my top and tying it in a knot. "There." He finished off, patting me playfully on the head. I thanked him quietly, giving him a soft smile. He did the same and left the room. I then put a random t-shirt over my head, and went downstairs on Kayla's demand.

As I finished going down the last step, everyones eyes darted towards me followed by the cheekiest grins ever. Rolling my eyes, I wondered what could I've possibly done now?

"What?" I sighed, giving them sharp looks.

"Holy shit..." Kayla exclaimed, cupping a hand over her mouth. The rest just began to laugh, or give me a few whistles. I looked at them in confusion, waiting for an explanation.

"You look smoking hot." She finished her sentence, scanning my chest.

I looked down and noticed that the random shirt I had put on not too long ago was see through.

"Thanks?" I snickered.

"You look like a Victoria's Secret model." She told me.

"Seriously though!" Rhea agreed with her comment.

"Hm, yeah anyways.. Are you ready? Because it's already 8 pm and we have to go." Mylo asked impatiently.

I nodded, and gestured all of them to head to the door. They obeyed, carrying all of our necessities for tonight's swim.

I then turned off the lights and headed out of our cabin. My lips immediately parted in surprisement as I saw two golf karts infront of our lodge.

"Who rented these?" I said in excitement, clapping my hands.

"I did. I saw how everyone was having a hard time walking to the main hall, so I called my dad to bring these in for us. One for me and Kyrie and one for you girls, and uh Zara take this," Mylo handed me the keys to one of the golf carts. "I trust you with being the driver on this one." He said with a small smile.

"Why thank you, Richie Rich." I teased, smacking him playfully on the chest. "No problem, baby girl." He winked. I nearly gagged at the sight of his gesture.

"You're such a pig."

"Mhm, well you are what you eat." He replied. I looked at him weirdly, not understanding why that made any sense to him, what so ever.