Callie's POV
"Do we really have to leave? We were all starting to have a lot of fun," Jesus wines as we all beging to pack up our belongings. "Well, you all should've thought about that before you decided to keep all these secrets from the family," Stef says, rolling her eyes. This morning has not been great; the whole family has been walking on eggshells near each other. It all started when Brandon and Jesus snuck out to find Hayley, who came here to see Jesus. Jude was covering for them, but as the night went on, he grew worried and told Stef and Lena that the two boys had snuck out to go find Hayley. Once the two of them, plus Hayley, returned to camp, Stef and Lena were furious. That's when everything started to hit the fan. Hayley told Mariana that Ana is pregnant, and that Jesus found out when he went to one of Ana's meetings. Lena already knew this, but she was keeping it from Stef because she wanted Stef to feel like we could come to her instead of Lena all the time. Of course, Stef was furious that Lena told Jesus to keep this from her, and Mariana was pissed that her brother would keep such a huge secret from her. So the whole camp is in turmoil right now, resutlting in us leaving three days earlier than we're supposed to be leaving. And to top it all off, Lou has been blowing up Brandon's phone ever since he told her that he wanted to break up with her. The girl can't take a hint. I glance over at Brandon, who shrugs at me as he carries his bag to the car, and I blush as I think back to last night. Laying in his arms on the dock and looking up at the sky for hours was the most amazing thing in the world. I've never felt as safe as I do whenever I'm in his arms in my entire lifetime. I never thought a love like could be possible, but Brandon has shown me that it is possible, among other things. Since the family is kind of in shambles right now, I figure now is as good a time as any to sneak away with Brandon before we leave. I meet his stare again and nod my head in the direction of the bathrooms. He gives me a small nod, and I announce that I'm going to the bathroom first so he'll have time to leave after I do. No one hears me as I talk anyways. Jesus and Mariana are too busy carrying their stuff to the car and glaring at each other that they don't care what anyone else around them is doing, and Stef and Lena are trying to avoid each other at all costs. Jude is already in the car, upset that we have to leave the only family vacation we've ever been on. I just shrug my shoulders and walk off in the direction of the bathrooms.
Brandon's POV
I wait three minutes until I follow Callie into the bathroom. No one is paying attention after all the fuss from this morning, so we could literally be making out in front of them right now and no one would notice. But I don't want to risk my chances. They're already pissed off enough; I don't need to give them another reason to yell this morning. "Finally," Callie says as I walk into the bathroom. She pull me into the furthest stall, and I wrap my arms around her as she locks the door to the stall. "Sorry. I didn't want to make it obvious that I was following you," I reply, nuzzling her neck with my chin. "It's not like they would notice anyways," she says, running her hands down my arms lightly. My whole body starts to heat up, and I push her against the wall gently, a loud groan escaping my mouth. Her face flushes red as the sound leaves my mouth, and she takes her lip between her teeth. "Stop that," I whisper, trying to keep my cool. "You know what that does to me." "I never know when I'm doing it," she says, her lip going still. "What does it do to you anyway?" Her eyes start to sparkle and I know she's concoting some sort of plan in that beautiful little head of hers. "It makes my body begin to heat up, almost going numb, my knees start to buckle, and, to be honest, it turns me on. A lot," I reply. "Good to know," she says, pulling me closer to her. "What are you planning in that head of yours?" I ask, kissing the tip of her nose. "I was thinking about how I would feel if you bit my lip with your teeth," she replies, a small blush coming to her face. "You have no idea how badly I want to bite that lip," I say, rubbing her nose with my own. "Almost as much as I want to have my way with you right here in this very stall." "So do it," she replies, smiling. "Which part?" I ask. "All of it," she says, cupping my face in her hands.
