Cecilia's Wolf {Rewritten}

3 | Cecilia's Wolf

Cecilia

The boys that were playing catch kept it to themselves for the rest of the time we were eating. They were probably still scared of Lisa and Rafe. Neither one was very friendly when the guy came over to get their football.

Aiden thinks they threw it over here on purpose as an excuse to come talk to us, but I think he's crazy. Nobody actually does that in real life. If he really wanted to come over here and talk to us, he could have just walked over.

"Why don't we pack up the food and head down to the water to swim?" Taylor asked of us.

Everyone except Lisa nodded in agreement with her. "Are you crazy?" I asked Taylor. "I've been in that water once today and that was more than enough for me. It's still freezing!"

Taylor rolled her eyes, brushing herself off and standing up. "Well, I want to go. It's sweltering out here and I think the water will feel good after sitting in the sun for this long."

I shook my head, tangling my fingers in Rafe's fur as he slept peacefully against my legs. "I'm not getting in, but you knock yourself out," I encouraged, thinking that she was definitely insane.

"I'm going to," she replied, sticking her tongue out at me. "Anyone else want to join me?" she asked, looking at the rest of our friends.

Lisa and Kayla both stood to join her and I shook my heads at them. "You're going to freeze your tails off," I told them.

Lisa laughed and tossed her tank top at me as she stripped out of it. "Hold my clothes," she told me with a wink before taking off down to the water with Taylor and Kayla on her heels, all three of them giggling like idiots.

"They're going to change their tunes real quick," I muttered to Aiden, making him laugh.

"Maybe you're just a wimp," he responded, grabbing Lisa's tank top from me and using it and her shorts to make a pillow for himself as he laid back across the blankets now that there was more room.

"Yeah, that's why you're not in the water, right?" I retorted.

He only grinned, pretty much admitting that I had a point.

Rafe jerked awake when the girls squealed from the cold of the water. Glancing over at them he huffed and relaxed against me again, probably thinking they were just as insane as I thought they were.

"They're crazy, aren't they, boy?" I asked as I gently rubbed his back, smoothing and combing his fur with my fingers.

He didn't respond in any way except to scoot a little closer to me as I continued his massage. "You spoil him rotten, you know that, right?" Aiden asked, watching me and Rafe.

I grinned and nodded. "I know." It was true. Rafe was spoiled rotten. I didn't know any other dogs that were fed hamburger and beans because they wouldn't eat their dog food. I didn't know any other dogs that went everywhere with their owners. And I didn't know any other dogs that got as many table scraps and attention as Rafe either. "He's my boy," I justified.

"Can't dispute that," Aiden muttered. "The dog never leaves your side. Have you ever seen him when you go to the bathroom?"

I rolled my eyes. "Of course I haven't," I replied. "I'm in the bathroom." I did know that Rafe would follow me all the way there and wait just outside the door for me though.

"It's insane, the way that dogs protects you," Aiden told me. "He literally stares at the door if you go into any room without him and if he thinks there's even a chance that you'll let him in, he scratches at the door."