Twelve Boyfriends

Chapter 8

Ugh. I can't believe Peter kissed me.

I can't believe I liked it.

I like Brady...

Should I tell Brady? I don't know.

I stand behind the hanging vines that conceal the waterfall, debating. Before I can make my decision, Brady comes up from behind and tasers me.

"Ow!" We both laugh. He flips me around to face him.

He looks concerned.

Uh oh.

"Is everything okay?" His eyebrows curve in.

"Not exactly..." I look down at our joined hands.

"I saw that guy kiss you in the park." His face is down, but his eyes are looking up at mine.

SHITSHITSHITSHIT! How did he see it....

"Brady..."

"I also saw you shove his head into a tree. Good job." He laughs.

Thank god.

"Yea. He's a jerk. I met him on the trail yesterday. He thinks we're dating or something."

"Ew." He makes a stank face.

"Yea."

We change into our swimsuits (separately) and stand on the ledge.

He takes my hand, and yells, "One, two, three!" We both jump in. I feel the cool sensation spread across my body, and run my fingers through my hair.

"Can Peter do this?" He wraps his arm around my waist and presses his lips to mine. I feel his warm, contagious smile.

"No. Partially because If he tried to, I'd backhand him."

He laughs, and twirls a tendril of my hair with his finger.

"What did you tell Peter when he hit on you?"

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Like, how did you classify our relationship? What did you call me?"

I try to hide a smile, and look down. What if he gets freaked out when I tell him I said boyfriend? Are we really dating? I just met him yesterday, yet we spent the entire day together...

I look back up, and gently place my hand on his cheek.

"I said that I already have a boyfriend."

A huge grin spreads across his face. "So that means I have a girlfriend."

"I guess you do."

He picks me up, and sets me on his waist, wrapping my legs around him. "So, when do I get to meet this family of yours?" He asks.

Family.

Chloe.

Brady is the first thing that's been solely mine in a long time. He's mine. I don't want that to change. If he meets Chloe... She's older. Prettier. His age....

I duck out from under him and swim to the cave. I sit there for a while, holding back tears.

Suddenly, I feel arms slip around my waist from behind. "What's wrong, Maia? You can tell me anything."

I put my hands on top of his. A long pause intervenes between every sentence.

"I have....a sister."

"And?"

"She's older than me...prettier than me."

"And?"

"She's your age."

"So what are you afraid of-" he stops. "Oh."

"You're scared that I'll like her more than you, aren't you?"

"Maybe," I say.

He whispers in my ear, "You don't have to worry about that."

"And why do you say that?"

"Because you've already got me."

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