Run Away With Me

Naked And Afraid

"Morning, Sunshine. Coffee?" Jack stands behind the kitchen island, coffee pot in one hand and the other holding a mug.

"Please." I sit at one of the island's stools and rub my temples.

"How is the hang over?"

"Not as strong as the embarrassment." He passes me a mug across the counter top along with two white pills.

"Sorry aspirin only cures headaches, not shame."

"How did you get everyone out last night?" I sip from the hot coffee, using it to swallow the pills and the memories.

"Wasn't hard. Most people had left after getting out of the ocean. You know, it being cold and all. With no dry towels or clothes, people didn't really want to stick around. But everyone said it was a killer party." He sipped from his mug, offering me a small and reassuring smile.

"Sorry I stuck you with that job. I don't imagine drunk and soaking wet people are the easiest to remove from a house."

"That's ok. I didn't mind. Besides, I know you wanted to get to sleep and dream of my..." He waggled his eye brows at me.

"Oh, get over yourself." I scoffed but looked down at my coffee to hide my pink cheeks. Just seeing his bare chest when I walked into the kitchen made me squirm. And not in a bad way.

I had no one to compare it to, but as far as my imagination was concerned, Jack was impressive.

When we dropped our towels last night, not many words were exchanged between us. Just eyes wandering our respective bodies. Never touching, just... looking.

And we didn't say anything for the longest time, until Jack finally muttered, "Maddie, wow." Which of course made me blush and want to cover up. I reached for my towel, and Jack stopped my hand briefly but then let it go and shook his head. He passed me my towel and picked up his own too. "Sorry."

I wasn't really sure what he was sorry for, but I wasn't about to start talking. I had had enough talking for one night.

"Why don't you take a shower. I'll get everyone out." I nodded and turned for the hallway but Jack's hand grasped mine before I made it out the door, pulling me back so I was pressed back up against him. "One more time before the clock strikes midnight and Cinderella runs back into hiding?"

I just nod my head with a small but eager smile. Truth was, Jack was a really really good kisser. And as embarrassed as I was about my actions, I didn't have regrets.

Jack leaned down while tipping my chin up with his fingers. His soft lips brushed mine before landing more firmly. This kiss was every bit as passionate as the first one. He slid his fingers from my chin so they were cupping the back of my head. My bottom lip tugged between his teeth ina move that made my thighs squeeze together. When I moaned, his grip on my waist got tighter and his tongue slip into my mouth. I could kiss him all day.

Jack pulled back from our deep kiss and sent me off with a few lighter pecks and said, "Um, lock the door behind you. I don't want anyone wandering in and seeing something they shouldn't."

The memory makes me curtain my face with my hair. "I had fun last night. Even if the hangover is brutal. It's worth it." I say, scrunching my nose in disgust.

"I know, its gnarly but that aspirin should kick in quick and you will be ready for today's adventures in no time.

My ears perk up at that. "What's today?" I couldn't help the excitement in my voice. Say what you will about last night, but I could feel my fears being chipped away like marble being turned into something beautiful. A work of art in progress.