Grace's Gap Year In Australia

Grace's Gap Year In Australia- Part Eleven

From then on, Jay acted as the cameraman, taking snapshots of the awkward positions Daniel was purposely putting us in. He’d stopped using the spin board after about ten minutes and just ordered us into the most challenging and sexual positions he could.

I was hovering above Luke, practically straddling him, when Jay took this as an opportunity to close-up on us and say, “Nice position there, guys. Little bit lower, Grace, and you’d be making my twin incredibly happy.”

“Is that a challenge?” I asked, a glint in my eyes.

Luke gulped beneath me, but I ignored him.

Jay’s mouth was hanging open and I could hear Beau behind me, mumbling grumpily.

“Another day,” Luke winked at me. I hadn’t seen that side of him before, which meant the turtle, was finally poking its head out of the shell. I grinned down at him.

Jay removed the camera from in front of ours faces and flopped onto the bed, bouncing Daniel via the mattress.

“Okay, Beau, left foot yellow,” Jay ordered. Beau stretched his leg across his body and fell, with a thud and groan, to the floor.

“You’re out!” I shouted joyously. Oh yeah, victory was in the bag.

“Three to go,” Jay boomed in a game-show presenter voice.

“You’re going down, bitches,” Summer said, making me giggle, for I knew there was no way she was going to beat me at twister. Sure enough, two moves later, she dropped to the ground, almost taking me with her as she fell, her arm swiping at my leg.

I turned to Luke. “You’re about to go down, baby.”

“Not if you go down first,” he replied, a glint in his eye. And with that, he wrapped his arms around my waist and rolled us over, so we were both laying beside the mat.

“You made me lose!” I pouted.

“Technically, we won together. You did not lose,” he stated, his voice silky smooth and private.

Jay hovered above us. “Err, I guess it’s a tie?”

I nodded at him silently, grinning like an idiot. Then I realised that I was still lying, flush against Luke’s firm body. Hastily, I rose from Luke, slowly peeling my bare legs off of him until I was standing beside Jay- whose face was one of amusement and curiosity.

Looking to Beau, I saw him scolding Luke from his position on the bed. What the hell was going on with these boys?

I stretched out my hand to Luke and pulled him to his feet.

“Well that was an interesting game,” Daniel scoffed, his arm around Summer’s waist. So it had gone from shoulders to waist… My gut told me not to be happy about this.

“Indeed,” Summer said, leaning her head onto Daniel’s arm. I kept myself from growling protectively.

“Well,” Jay said, slipping his arm around my shoulders. “I think you played brilliantly, Daniels.”

I glared at Luke. “You told him so that everyone would purposely get confused?”

He grinned boyishly and nodded. At that moment, he was way too cute to be mad at, so I rolled my eyes instead- my go-to action around the Bay brothers.

“Time for another movie?” I asked.

Everyone agreed, so we nominated the twins to decide on one. We’d packed a whole suitcase with films for this very reason.

Summer took the twins to her room to search the case, incidentally taking Daniel as their hands were still locked. This left Beau and me in my bedroom. Alone.

“So…” Beau dragged out, stretching and flexing his muscles. I rolled my eyes- twice in two minutes! - and sank down onto the bed. Beau took this as an opportunity to roll over onto me.

“Get off!” I squealed beneath him. He grinned down at me from above and shook his head dramatically like small children do when they’re defying you.

“Mwhaha! I’m on top of the Gracie!” he chuckled.

“You are such a freak!” I exclaimed. I couldn’t help the affection from seeping through my tone. Affection? What the…?

Jay came in, holding a DVD and stopped, causing Luke to walk straight into his back. “What’s going on here?” he questioned.

“Your bonehead of a brother rolled on top of me and won’t get off,” I explained, still trying to wriggle out from beneath him.

Jay paused a moment and then launched himself at the bed, shouting, “Bundle!”

A few moments later and all of the boys were crushing me against the mattress- it was a good job it was soft or I would have been in some serious pain. Summer stood there laughing her head off.

“Guys!” I shouted, trying to push them all off. I failed to do so and was pinned back down again. “I have breasts you know!”

They all chuckled and began un-bundling themselves from on top of me, allowing my to breath properly again.

“I will get you back for that,” I warned.

“Pft, I’d like to see you try,” Beau scoffed.

“She isn’t kidding dude. She pulled my pants down in the park just because I said something,” Daniel told him. Summer slapped me at this knowledge.

I poked my tongue out at her and grabbed the film case from the floor where Jay had dropped it in order to kindly crush me.

Looking down at the disc in my hand, I saw that the film was ‘Titanic.’

“Seriously guys?” I scoffed, popping the disc into the player beneath my TV.

“It’s a classic!” Jay said defensively. I just scoffed again and pressed the ‘close’ button and returned to the bed, dropping onto Beau and crushing him. Except I didn’t crush him, I’m far too light. Instead, he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me back so I’m lying on top of him.

“You’re too light to crush me, Gracie,” Beau whispered as the film menu came into view. The nickname made me melt slightly and I settled into his body warmth, my head on his chest.

Summer and Daniel were cuddled up beside us and Luke and Jay were on the floor, their eyes glued to the screen as Rose slipped off the railings. Jay even gasped as if he hadn’t watched it before.

Beau scoffed when the ‘Jack, I’m flying!’ scene came up and everyone just snapped their heads to glare at him. He was silenced immediately, but tightened his arm around me. I had to admit; it felt good to be in a guy’s arms so long, even if it was Beau’s. Especially if it was Beau’s. What the hell was I talking about?! My eyes flickered to Luke and Jay, but lingered on Luke’s face, illuminated by the TV’s light. Shit, what the hell was I doing? The film. You’re watching the film. I attempted to look at the screen, only to see the actors kissing and my eyes flicking back to the twins.

I cleared my throat and got up off of Beau’s chest. “Be back in a minute,” I announced, tiptoeing over the twins.