Chapter 56

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His hands throw up in the air in surrender laughing like a drunk occasionally slipping a snort in there. “Are you a pig?” I laugh myself pointing at him as he laughs, that is so strange! I watch as he just nods. What was so funny? I don’t get it. He is just Mr. Chuckles. “Come on.” I do the sigh after every laugh trying to calm yourself down but only failing making me make my way up from giggles to laughing again. He just stands there in the heat so  I begin walking towards the house.

“Hey where are you going?” His foot steps are loud in the dirt crunching under his shoes. I just continue walking determined to get into the cool relaxing air of our home.

“I am hot, and suddenly very sleepy.”

“Oh well with your heart stopping like that it tends to do that to you. We can take a nap before we go swimming.”

“We?” Doenst he have stations, along with staying away from me?

“Yes, we I am tired too, today has been very hectic and very stressful. I need a nice long nap.” He pretends to stretch slowly putting one arm around my shoulders pulling me close to his nice warm body.

“Your so cheezy.”

“Last time I checked I was tan not orange.” He investigates his skin and nothing he is saying makes any since. “See?” He takes off his shirt making me stare intently at his very tanned skin.

“Yeah I see, I love what I see.” I stand there stupefied along with all the other girls that pass by. “You should walk around with your shirt off more often. Its sexy.” I purr stroking my hand along his muscles.

“We should do this inside people are drooling.” He pulls me up on his waist and starts walking towards the house.

“So how can you lift me? I must weigh like one thirty or something?” My arms wrap around his neck staring into his eyes as he walks.

“Easy I bench more than that. I always wanted to be buff so I could be the cute cheesy boyfriend now I am the cute, cheesy, and buff husband.”

“I like that. It makes stuff fun.” Its fun being this tall, looking over all these people how small they are. There like little tiny ants. Okay no I am just exaggerating.

“I am glad, I have fun making you have fun. Caitlyn sure was fun.” His hand fumbles for the lock on the gate and he easily walks through closing it behind him. My fingers tickle the back of his neck making him get Goosebumps. He walks up the porch and in the house easily, but the door is unlocked. We hardly ever use it, maybe the guys forgot to lock it? He walks through the house with me laying me on the bed roughly slipping off my shoes. He holds up my leg, which is very flexible standing it straight up staring at my ankles. “My poor baby has swollen ankles.” He quickly jumps over me taking my foot and he begins massaging me, his fingers work like magic against my feet pressing into the bottom of it with his thumbs making me feel wonderful.

“This feels good.” My back begins to crawl like I feel like bugs are all over me. I sit up to wipe off my back when I feel something firm and small in my fingers. I bring it around close to my face to see what the heck this is. Once my eyes see what they are I scream on the top of my lungs throwing it at Cane. It was a giant wolf spider the size of a quarter. Cane flips out rolling off the bed onto the floor. My back tickles along with my shoulders freaking me out more. “Cane! Get them off of me! Get them off! Get them off! Get them off!” My terror of spiders is far more than zombies, tears fill my eyes panicking while he looks unseasy himself. I feel a spider touch my neck and I scream again fidgeting in my spot. Cane hurrys over to me ripping off my shirt to see about ten spiders scurry around the room from my shirt and more still keep coming out from under my pillow. I jump into Canes arms refusing to let my feet touch the floor.

“Its okay they are gone.” He tries soothing my shaking body by stroking my hair over and over again but miserably failing at the task.

“They are not gone. They are under the bed and they were in it. I don’t like spiders.” My arms wrap tighter around his neck feeling something moving up my head slowly. “Cane! There is a spider on my head!” I fling myself from his arms and he quickly skims the top of his hand over my head sending my hair flying along with a giant, fuzzy, black spider. “Cane!” I whine throwing a small fit in the spot I am standing freaking out about the spider. It slowly makes its way behind the dresser.

“Don’t worry I got bug spray.” He heads over to his nightstand carefully getting his can of bug spray before I stop him.

“You do that, I will meet you down at the pool.” I quickly grab my bikini and towel and run out to the garage.I hear him freaking out in the garage if a spider comes anywhere near him. I open the garage and speed out of the garage and to the pool area as fast as I can. My skin crawls ferociously like I have spiders all over me still.

I wriggle in my seat feeling just awful that I had spiders on me. I near the gate to the pool parking the cart quickly rushing inside and into the bathrooms to change.You can hear every drop inside of the bathroom echoing, its very cold in here but moist, there are small puddles of water everywhere. I quickly get into a start stripping myself pulling out my bikini I find a small note on it. My hands are still coursing with adrenaline causing them to shake.

Never mind I don’t like getting caught you have no time to look for me.

That’s where Britt was coming from, our house from dumping all the spiders in my bed. Good thing we found out she was her. I whip on my bikini, which feels very small but makes it noticeable that I am pregnant. Ah so cute. I walk out of the bathroom and just then I bump into Cane who is very red and sweaty. “What happened to you?” His sweat glistens in the sun making it shine. I press my hands against his abs feeling his thin layer of sweat under my fingers making me smile.

“That was a tarantula! It came out from behind the dresser and when I tried to kill it like ran as fast as it could towards me. Its still in the house so I ran out closing the doors though. That was so huge! And gross!”

“Well if you don’t kill it im not sleeping there tonight!” I give him the fakest smile saying it through my teeth like my mother before a phone call threatening us. I stroke his stomach before spraying sun block all over my body waiting for him to come and teach me. There are hardly any people in the pool today which is odd because it is so, hot! 

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