Away From Reality - Jack Maynard - IM A CELEBRITY - COMPLETE

Shower & Grim Grotto

Reaching camp, Iain and Jack jump up immediately from the floor when they spot me walking through the gap. "How many?"

"All 5." I smile, watching Jack run up towards me, and plaster me in the warmest hug. "I knew you could do it, babe," he smiles. "That's amazing!"

"Thanks," I beam the biggest smile in a long time, as Jack peels the fish-gut covered hair of mine away from my forehead and presses a longing kiss to my lips.

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Holly P.O.V

"Jack," I giggle as he kisses me, clutching my bottom lip with his teeth as one hand pulls me into his chest, moving softly around my waist. His hands massage the lower of my back, retreating underneath the fabric to the top of my curve, causing me to bite my lip. "Babe, what's gotten into you lately?"

"I don't know," he whispers into my ear seductively, breaking out into a grin and placing a quick pressured kiss on my neck. "I'm just getting desperate."

"You're such a teenage boy," I laugh. "Now go away. I stink and I need to shower."

"I'll join you," Jack adds on the whip, giving a playful wink and a fist pump to Iain, causing me to roll my eyes at their boyish behaviour.

"Wait," Jennie rushes, stopping us before we walk up the path. "Who's doing the Dingo Dollar Challenge?"

"Oh yeah," I smile. "Jamie went to the telegraph."

"I've got it here," Jamie announces, jogging down the pathway, "come on Jen, you and I are doing the challenge."

"Brilliant!" She cheers. "See you guys later!"

Waving off Jennie and Jamie, Jack and I head towards the shower. Climbing up the little slope with my towel in hand and my white bikini on underneath, Jack behind me, I throw my towel across the rocks next to Jack's, peeling my top off of my body and throwing it to the side.

Jack P.O.V

Throwing my top off to the side and unbuttoning my shorts, chucking them beside our towels, I adjust my trunks and turn around to spot Holly in her white bikini. Her body is gorgeous, slim and curved in the right places.

Tanned skin from the Australian sun, gorgeous curves in all of the dreamed of places, as her hair is swept over her shoulder and submerged underneath the water, it turns a darker shade.

"How am I not supposed to act like a teenage boy if you're walking around in a bikini top all the time?" I ask, joining her underneath the cold water stream as she grabs the shampoo bottle.

"I don't know," she laughs, squirting the white liquid into her palm and rubbing it into the roots of her hair. " Don't let yourself think about - that stuff."

"I can't," I laugh at her innocence, taking the shampoo from her. Massaging it into my own hair, using the tips of my fingers to wash through my outgrowing brown roots, I look over at Holly. Where the white shampoo has washed off, streaks of the coloured water run across the skin of her body, all the way to the ground. With her arms running across her curves and crevices with the soap, I have to force myself to shut my eyes, as hard as it is to resist.

Finishing our shower, Holly and I both wrap ourselves in our towels and head back to the camp, just in time for the Dingo Dollar Challenge question.