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The Canyon is Grand : Part II

AUTHOR'S NOTE To anyone who is still reading AWBL,

First off thank you and I AM SORRY! I haven't updated for like almost a year, 11 months, and yes you totally have the right to hate me. I'm back though and will finish this story. I am shit for not updating this long when last summer I updated every week. I just really tried to focus on school and passing them APs. Gotta be a scholar to get them bucks later on in life, you feel me fam? lol . Well, I really want to expand in readers and would like to interact with my very appreciated readers so drop some comments, ask questions, voice an opinion .. not too harsh on the hate tho peace and love right? ENJOYYY((:

Floyd's POV

I fell asleep only to be awoken by my mind conjuring up a revenge scheme. I sat up from where beside me lay Nicole. I wormed myself out from the sleeping bag we shared as slowly I could to not awake her. I moved myself to the corner of the tent and watched her steady breathing.

My vision slowly unfocused from her and blurred out with the planning going on in my head. I snapped out of the daze and looked at my phone. 4:23 am.

What could I do to get them back, but not piss them off completely? I had a few ideas ranging from wetting the shit out of them while they slept, or taking everything and jamming for a few hours.

I contemplated on taking all the food and leaving until high noon when they would wake up and no doubt be hungry as hell. But I wanted pictures of their reactions, not a myriad of curses thrown at me and my unborn children when I came back.

I sat there for a whole five minutes planning how I'd leave when it hit me. Score to Foyd.

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Nicole's POV

A hand was traveling down my back. As it ran down, a chill followed.

"You are .." a low voice spoke.

"Let me sleep" I muttered trying with all my will to control myself in this state of half asleep half hornball. He proceeded to trace his fingers up to the back of my neck.

"You are ..always right. You always were..." his voice was full of seduction.

At those words had me flustered, and his hair falling on my shoulder as he leaned over me wasn't helping.

"Seriously... Stop" I breathe, "Stay on your side". His legs were on either side of me now and I was no longer half asleep, but fully turned on.

"Is that what you want? You're always right... but are you sure you want me to stop?" He inquired with a notable rhetoric  tone, dipping down and skimming his mouth over my collar bones.