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𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍「𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐒」

𝐎𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I'm woken up to something wet being wiped on my cheek and I immediately see JJ staring down at me with a mischievous grin.

"You did not just lick me" I groan, wiping my cheek with the back of my hand.

"You weren't waking up. The others have gone to get Heyward's boat and you need to get ready" The blonde informs me.

"Ugh, get off me then" I grumble, pushing his chest gently.

"What if I don't want to?" He says suggestively.

"Shut up, JJ" I giggle in amusement.

He hops off the hammock and offers me his hand which I take, letting him pull me to my feet.

"Give me ten minutes" I chirp and he nods.

I head inside and hop straight in the shower. As quickly as I can, I wash myself and hop out, drying myself off. I wrap a towel around me and exit the bathroom, bumping straight into JJ.

"Holy shit" I gasp as my towel slips and I try to grab it but fail miserably.

The white material hits the floor and JJ freezes in his spot. My eyes widen in shock as he looks me up and down, unconsciously licking his lips.

"JJ!" I hiss and he snaps out his daze.

"S-Shit, sorry" He stutters, turning around.

I grab my towel from the floor and securely wrap it around myself, my face heating up in embarrassment.

"Are you decent?" JJ asks.

"Uh, yeah" I answer awkwardly.

JJ turns around to face me again and I avoid all eye contact, my gut turning with nerves.

"I should go get changed" I mumble before making a beeline for John B's room.

Once I'm safely inside I grab some clothes and throw them on the bed. I let my towel drop before slipping on a neon green bikini that brings out the colour of my eyes. The sound of the door creaking frightens me and I spin around to see JJ standing there. He visibly gulps and I cock my head to the side in confusion.

"Can I help you?" I ask him.

"I-I, uh, no" He stutters, shaking his head and turning to leave.

"Do I make you nervous, JJ?" I ask boldly and he turns back to me.

"As if" He scoffs, avoiding my eyes.

I smirk widely and walk right up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my chest against his.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me I don't make you nervous" I challenge him.

He hesitates but looks down at me and opens his mouth to speak but his words get caught in his throat. My smirk widens and I let out a giggle, sauntering back over to the bed.

Without checking if he's left or not, I wiggle on my blue denim shorts and slip my black tank top. I hear the shower turn on and another laugh leaves my lips as I slip on my converse.