"Amari, you guys have been best friends for too long. There's no way you two haven't done something."
"We're just friends. Some of us can manage keeping our hands to ourselves."
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Amari and Tyler have been best friends since they were kids, but...
Can I ever just get one good nights rest without someone waking me?
With a groan, I sit up to be face to face with an angry Naomi.
"What?" I ask annoyed and tired.
"What is this?" She motions towards a sleeping Amari laying beside me.
A small smile spread across my face as I stare down at her. How can someone be so perfect for me? It was like she was tailored made for me, yet I couldn't even have her.
"It's..." I thought about it. "A sleepover."
"This entire cabin is a sleepover." Naomi rolled her eyes. "Why're you laying down here with her instead of in your bed with me? What? You didn't think I was serious about telling Jake?"
I knew she was serious. I was just contemplating how likely Jake was to actually believe her.
"We're just sleeping, Naomi." I rolled my eyes and held onto my head.
She was giving me a headache and not in a good way.
"Just the two of you. In front of the fake fireplace. On a blow up mattress." Naomi said with a dull tone in her voice. "Do you not see how romantic this scene is?"
"Would it make you feel better if Hunter also sleeps on here?" I asked with a fake smile that I knew she could see through.
"It'll make me feel better if you just came upstairs." She copied my fake smile.
"I'm not so...." I shrugged.
"Fine." Naomi nodded. "I've got something for you."
And just as quickly had she came, she disappeared back upstairs.
Amari
Waking up wrapped in Tyler's arms on Christmas morning was all I asked Santa for and he delivered. I didn't want to move and have him flip over. I didn't want to breath to deeply and wake him. I just wanted to lay here on the blow up mattress in the living room with Tyler.
Of course the moment was a little less romantic because halfway through the night Hunter decided to lay with us, but that didn't stop my heart from pounding whenever Tyler would breath onto my neck. I turned in his arms and snuggled closer to his chest taking in the scent I had been smelling all my life. It never made me feel like this before...
A sigh escaped my lips and I look up at his face only to have my eyes fall on his sketch pad sitting beneath his pillow. I gently pull it from it's hiding spot and stare at the sketches on the page.
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