Lake Forest

Day Two

Callie smiled to herself as she began to wake from her slumber, still able to feel the remnants from her dream of Aiden's soft caress through her hair. She could see the light of a new day on the other side of her sleep heavy lids and felt the comforting warmth of...certainly it wasn't this warm so early in the morning, was it? She knew she was no longer sleeping, so why did she still feel like someone's hand were upon her head? Callie slowly blinked her eyes open, beginning to take in her surroundings. She found her head no longer resting upon her pillow, but upon none other than a mans chest; a warm, shirtless, attractive chest.

"Good morning, sleepy head," said a deep voice, causing the chest she was lying upon to rise and fall with the effort of speaking. Callie's eyes slowly traveled upward to meet the gaze of two soft amber eyes staring at her sleepily. She took a moment to take in exactly what was happening before springing up.

"What the hell are you doing in my bed?"

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Aly sleepily stretched her legs with a tired yawn as the mornings sun rays began to beam inside the tent, awakening her from her peaceful slumber. She couldn't help the smile the spread across her lips as she felt herself being pulled back into the warmth of the body next to her.

"It's cold," a voice mumbled into her hair.

"You aren't wearing a shirt," Aly commented as if common sense.

"You're warm," was Nathan's response as he snuggled further into her mass of curls.

"Enjoying yourself?" she asked playfully.

"Mhmm." His arms snaked all the way around her lithe waist and pulled her into a tight squeeze, causing the girl to erupt in a fit of giggles at the gesture. "But," he began, turning her over so that they were facing each other, his jade eyes dancing with joy, "I enjoy doing this more." Without hesitation and quicker than Aly could even process was happening, Nathan placed a chaste kiss upon her lips. She felt her face heat up and turn red at the sudden intimate action displayed by the boy next to her. He pulled away, never tearing his gaze from hers, and allowed a genuine smile play upon his face. "I don't think I will ever tire from this," he spoke a few moments later.

"From what?" Aly asked quietly, curious as to what he meant.

"Staring at you. Admiring how beautiful you are," he spoke with such sincerity it was causing Aly to find difficulty in breathing. "I made you blush," he commented happily, bringing his hand up to stroke her pink cheeks.

"Are you," Aly began, her eyebrows knitting in confusion. "Are you real?" Nathan laughed at her comment and leaned forward again to kiss her, but this time was different than before. His soft lips held hers captured while he gently ran his fingers through her golden hair, tracing his thumb down her jaw bone and across her neck, eventually making his way down her back. They only pulled apart when remembering their need of oxygen.

"Was that real enough for you?" he asked huskily, staring at her adoringly. Aly could only nod as she began to comprehend that this was actually happening. This boy, no, this man that her feelings had driven her crazy over was here, holding her, kissing her, and meaning every word he said. This was too good to be true, only something that she had been able to conjure up in dreams or on paper.

"Does this mean-" she started to say, but was interrupted by a shrill shriek from within the tent.

"Looks like Callie found her gift from me," Nathan said with a chuckle.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Callie I'm-wait Callie just hold on a minute before-"

"I'm going to kill you!"