Temporarily, I managed to have the time of my life in Miami for the remainder of our trip.
Marcus on the other hand was nothing but a big tease to my hormones. It was obvious he was attracted to me after the many attempts he made to get my attention. Now he had it and I didn't know what the hell to do with him. I guess the main reason I tried avoiding him in the first place was because he wasn't really who I wanted.
And even though Michelle kept trying to convince me into thinking I needed a 'new friend' to get my mind off of Jay- I really wasn't ready to jump into anything else with another guy- that includes a bed. I guess I should've been just as strict about a few other things as well because I almost got myself caught up. The night before the girls and I left, we were all hanging out with the guys at their beach house again but this time in the back yard's Jacuzzi.
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Little clothing, liquor, and plenty pairs of the opposite sex often tend to lead to one thing.
Ashleigh & Eric had been jumped ship and disappeared off into the house doing God knows what and Michelle was inside playing board games and shit with Marcus' other friend's and their mates last time I checked.
He and I were all alone.
Things remained strictly platonic up until I peeped the glazed look in his eyes. I had a minimum of three drinks that night myself making sure not to go over board again but more than anything I was extremely relaxed- feeling drowsy and a bit giggly at the same time.
"Come over here." Marcus said sitting across from me in the luke-warm water.
I was enjoying the whirlwind of bubbles massaging my spine at the moment and refused with a slight grin on my face.
"This feels too good to even think about moving right now, why?" I muttered closing my eyes and sinking into a more comfortable position. "You can talk to me from right there cantchu?"
"True, but by the looks of it- I don't think you'll be listening."
"You're right." I let out an amused sigh and cracked my lids open enough to see him with his arms stretched out on the wooden surface surrounding us. I could feel his legs under the water brushing up against mine purposely.
"Are you trying to play footsie with me?"
He chuckled and shook his head ignoring the question.
Just like my brain felt at the moment my lower limbs were floating freely and somehow ended up in his lap.
His fingertips played behind the bend of my knees and gripped my calves firmly like he was getting ready to give me a massage or something.
"What are you doing?" I forced the question out a little above a whisper. It was obvious he was touching me but for some reason I still asked.
"You got some nice legs ma.."
"Hmph. Thank you."
I placed my palms on both sides of my body pushing myself up a little so I could look at him.
