One Hot Summer

Chapter 4: The Car

Cami awoke, the taste of tequila on her tongue. It took her a moment to realize her surroundings. She was in Melissa's car, Brett on top of her. Angelina was officially asleep and Cami was, well, Cami again.

Holy shit! Did we sleep together? Suddenly she was awake and alert, everything a blur. She had totally blacked out.

She reached into her back pocket, searching for her phone. Now frantic, she was searching everywhere; the ground, the center console, even underneath Brett. But, nothing.

Brett slowly started moving around.

"Five minutes," he said, his eyes still shut.

"Brett, wake up."

Cami nudged him until one eye opened.

"What's wrong?"

Cami lowered her voice to ask, "Did we do anything?"

Brett sat up, stretching. He took his time responding to her to keep her wondering.

"What do you want the answer to be?"

Cami rolled her eyes.

"Seriously, did we hook up?"

"I'm a gentleman. I'd never take advantage of a girl as inebriated as you were last night."

"I was that drunk?"

"You started referring to yourself as Angelina..."

Cami was mortified. Angelina was her deepest and darkest secret. She felt her face flush.

She could feel the shake in her voice when she asked, "Who did I say that too?"

But she tried to conceal her nerves with a bitchy tone and said, "Are you sure you weren't the one that was drunk?"

"Just me. When we got in the car."

She could breathe again. It was only Brett. He was probably confused anyway and didn't make anything of it, but to her dismay, Brett wanted to know more. Who was Angelina? Was Brett falling for Cami or her secret alter ego?

"Do you know where my phone is?" Cami asked as she stood up to look in the front seat. She bumped her head on the SOS button that immediately signaled the car telephone to dial roadside assistance.

"Holy shit, turn it off. Turn it off!"

"Calm down," Brett said and he stood up, pressing the button to turn it off.

When Brett went to sit back down, his face bumped Cami's.

"Ow!"

"Oh shit, I'm sorry."

Their gazes became fixated on one another's and their bodies were close enough to be considered one. Suddenly the summer sun seemed to be heating up the back seat of the car, or maybe that was just lust. Cami was craving him, her entire body wanted to know what his pouty lips would feel like on hers. What they would taste like. What would happen to the swarm of butterflies that was relentlessly tickling her stomach? Would a kiss do the trick and calm them down? Maybe that's all she needed, just one kiss. Their faces slowly got closer and closer and—

Kaleigh pounded on the window, Cami and Brett both jumped.

"Shit! That scared me," Cami said. She grabbed her chest.

Brett rolled down the window and asked, "Can I help you?"

"Yeah, time for you to go. My parents will be here soon."

"Oh, okay. Where's Melissa?"

Melissa was quickly walking from the front door to the car, her pants in one hand, her shoes in the other. Her shirt was long enough to cover just below her crotch.