Guilty Freedom [Editing]

Chapter 9: You Crazy Americano

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"Heather?" Blake mumbled into Heather's neck as he placed soft, sweet kisses upon her soft kissable skin.

"Hmm." Heather answered turning to face Blake, she could see Blake's face in the sunlight and she felt something hit her heart softly, she then realized that she had never felt this way about anyone.

"I love you..." Blake confessed pecking her on the lips softly, Heather wasted no time replying back with getting on a shirtless Blake, giving him an aggressive, heated kiss. Their lips moved in sync, Heather was dominating the kiss for the first time, since Blake always wanted the upper hand.

She ran her finger tips over his muscled body, tracing it with her delicate touch. As they continued to maKe out on Blake's bed, Meghan walked in and they instantly tore apart, flushing red trying to stare anywhere but look like embarrassed fools.

"OH MY GOSH! " Meghan exclaimed gawking at the fact that her bestfriend and her boyfriend were just going at it like no tomorrow, she was never a big fan of love anyway, you can thank her f*cked up parents for that.

"Get dressed love birds, we decided to go to the beach today." Meghan informed the blushing two, throwing a t-shirt on Heather's face.

"Y-Y-Yeah okay." Blake said as he got up,almost tripping over the bed as he walked out of the room stilled dazed by the heated make out session. Who would have thought this trip would turn out to be this amazing?

"What's his deal?" Meghan asked making her way over to Heather's bed slowly, since her foot were still bandaged. She could see Heather was trying to cover her red flushed face with her red hair.

"Well... that's for me to keep a secret." Heather winked, throwing a bikini at Meghan's face. She caught it with her face, Heather shrugged her shoulders and gave her a cheeky smile before getting up to get her bikini.

"Whatever flush face." Meghan said walking out of the room with her bikini. "Don't call me that." Heather perked out. Meghan raised her hand in the air showing that was now her new nickname.

Heather quickly stripped off her tank top and sweatpants and put on her bikini with a crop top over to cover her bright pink bikini with purple gems on the top, she grabbed her polaroid and headed out with the others.

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The waves crashed into the sandy beach as the sun stood high into the sky gleaming onto the blue like water. The beach wasn't to crowded considering it was only a Tuesday. Heather jumped out the mustang over joyed.

As soon as her feet made contact with the sand, she spun around dancing like a crazy person. Her smile continued to grow wider as Blake runs up from behind and grabs her spinning her in his arms. The others look at the two in aw.

Heather looked over to the sea wondering what her life was a few years ago before she met her sisters from another mother. She digged her toes into the sand feeling it between her pink painted toes.

She laid down on to the sand deciding to get a tan. She popped her shades on and plugged her head phones into her ear closing her eyes feeling the sun soak up on her body.

"Wow! " Blake said approaching the tanning Heather, he blocked the sun from Heather looking at her smiling like a love struck idiot. Heather opened her eyes, pulling her ear phones out looking up to Blake. "Yes?"

"I've never seen serious Heather." He told her as he plopped next to her lying down facing Heather as she was already looking at him. Her eyes traveled his naked torso and his abs up, to his chest, to his lips, then to his eyes.