Chapter 19
Once the light was leaving the beach we decided to go inside.
“Alright I need to shower I have sand all up in my business.”
“You can use my shower, but make sure to lock the connecting door Blake’s room is on the other side,” I laugh.
“Okay good to know. What about you?”
“I’ll use Nate’s. I don’t think he will mind.”
“Of course he won’t,” she winks.
I give her a little shove before walking into Nate’s room.
“Hey do you mind if I use your shower, Charlotte is using mine.”
He rakes his eyes all up and down my body and I suddenly feel self-conscious. I wrap my arms around myself quickly.
“Sure that’s fine. Do you need some company?” he asks his voice husky.
“Um no that’s okay.”
I can feel my cheeks heating up again.
“Oh come on, I’ve seen you like this already so what if I see you completely naked.”
“You’re a pig,” I laugh before walking into the bathroom and locking the door.
“You’re evil Jessica,” he moans through the door.
“Yep,” I reply with a smile.
I strip off my bathing suit and a pile of sand falls onto the floor. I sweep it aside with my foot and step into the nice warm shower. I spend a few minutes in the shower soaking up all the warm water before putting shampoo in my hair.
When I stepped out of the shower the cold hit me like a ton of bricks. I got Goosebumps and wrapped my towel around me. Looking around I realize I forgot clothes.
“Crap,” I whisper.
I put my ear to the door to listen for any signs of Nate. When I don’t hear anything I wrap the towel tighter around my self and make a beeline for the door. Just as I am about to reach the door I’m yanked backwards.
“Now now Jessica you can’t come into my room with nothing but a towel and expect to just run out,” he says his eyes softening.
“Oh silly me,” I reply, slightly out of breath.
“Now let’s remove the towel…” he starts.
“No!” I yell before running back into the bathroom.
I quickly put my wet swimsuit back on, but hey a wet suit is better then nothing, and walk back into his room.
“No fair,” he pouts.
“Aww I’m sorry,” I say sticking my lower lip out.
His eyes automatically drop to my lips and I self-consciously bite my lower lip. He walks over and takes my lip out from my teeth. I bite his finger lightly and he raises his eyebrows suggestively.
I place my hand on his chest and push him towards the bed until he trips and falls on it. I straddle him and kiss everywhere but his lips and then trace the outline of his lips with my tongue before I pull away.
“Oh you’re such a tease.”
“Yep,” I smile triumphantly.
“You forget, two can play that game,” he smiles devilishly.
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Seven Summers Ago
Teen FictionFor the past seven summers, seventeen year old Jessica has stayed with her best friend Charlotte, but this year things are about to change. Her parents are forcing her to go back to the beach house where she was tormented as a kid by the four broth...
