Behind the lock.

Behind the lock.

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Jenna and Breanna have been best friends for years now and they tell people their as close as close can be, little did they know, they where wrong. When Breanna sleeps over at Jenna's for a weekend, they decide to go to the lake that's about 2 miles down the road, also surrounded by 3 corn fields with 2 trails though the middle, one is the way back home the other, is left undiscovered, After they swim, dry off, and throw on shorts and a shirt over their swim suits, Jenna tells Breanna they still Have 2 hours till they need to be home, 2 hours before dark, they decide to adventure the 2nd trail, and what they find will change their lives forever.
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After some rustling inside the bathroom, the door finally opens and I almost drop the clothes I'm holding. Kameron only has a towel wrapped around his waist, droplets of water dripping from his hair, down his chest, and disappearing underneath his towel. I try not to follow the path of one of the drops of water. It takes all of my self-control to look him in the eyes and no where else. I have a boyfriend. Austin. Remember him? "What do you what?" His voice is somehow even hotter. It's matured now. It's deep and a bit rough. "What does it look like? I need to shower." I say back, gesturing with the clothes I'm holding. "Shouldn't you be going to bed?" "I'm not a little girl anymore. I don't have a set bedtime." I narrow my eyes at him. He's always treated me like I'm his best friend's annoying little sister. "Yeah, I can tell." He suddenly says, suggestively running his eyes down my body. I try not to shiver from the feel of his eyes on me. I clear my throat to get his eyes back to mine. "You can move now." "Oh, can I?" He raises an eyebrow and I glare at him in return. "Relax, little girl, I'm messing with you." He rolls his eyes before walking past me. I can smell the scent of his body soap on him. Fresh, clean, and earthy with a hint of spice. I can't help but glance behind me and watch him go into his room. I can already tell this vacation is going to be a disaster. -Not revised yet, may be spelling errors & mistypes -Also on Inkitt -Dual POV

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