I reach to the side of the sleeping bag, looking for the zipper, but I’m having a hard time locating it while her hand inches closer and closer until…
“Fuck,” I hiss as her hand slides over my erection.
I turn away, find the zipper, and then roll right out of the sleeping bag, startling her awake from the jostling.
“Everything…everything okay?” she asks.
“Bathroom!” I shout as I crawl toward the exit of the tent. “I have to go to the bathroom.”
I make quick work of the door, take off out of the tent, and run behind one of the large trees, where I lean against it and breathe heavily, glancing down at my fucking dick poking against my shorts.
I drag my hand over my face and blow out a heavy breath.
Okay, that was…that was not supposed to happen.
And yet it did.
And for the brief moment that it did happen, I fucking liked it.
Yup, I liked it. And I wouldn’t mind if it happened again.
But that’s not what I’m here for. I’m not here to hook up with my brother’s best friend. I’m here to…to…to what?
Make her feel better?
Help her through a difficult time?
Work on my own bullshit that I carry around in my head?
Let’s not go there.
I take a few deep breaths, and after what feels like an eternity, everything returns to normal. I pee quickly, and then I head back to the tent, where I find Scottie outside brushing her teeth. When her eyes meet mine, they softly smile.
Fuck, she’s pretty.I told her only the facts last night. She’s absolutely gorgeous. But I didn’t tell her that it’s made me wonder if she thinks the same about me. That I’ve wondered if she likes me despite my lack of future ambition. That I’ve wondered if she’d ever consider dating me for real, even though I’m confused as all hell ifIreally want that. She’s slowly turning me inside out and upside down, and it’s been a long time since I’ve felt that way. If ever.
“I’ve never seen someone exit a tent so fast before.”
Because you were about to find my dick thrusting in your palm, and I wasn’t about to have that.
“Yeah, guess the open air makes me really need to pee,” I say as I pull on the back of my neck.
She chuckles, rinses her mouth, and then says, “Do you think they’re going to come get us this morning?”
“Unsure,” I answer as I pick up my toothbrush as well as a bottle of water and start brushing too.
“Was there breakfast food in the bin?”
I shake my head and then spit my toothpaste out. “Not that I saw.”
“Which means they’re probably going to get us this morning.” She glances at the tent. “Do you think we should take that thing down?”
I finish up with my teeth and then rinse my mouth before answering. “It would be my pleasure to take it down. I’d enjoy nothing more.”
Then together, we start pulling it out of the ground and unsnapping the poles.
“How did you sleep?” I ask her after a few seconds of us silently working together.
She looks over at me, the sun hitting her in this way that makes her look almost…angelic. For a moment, I get lost in the way she can be so effortlessly beautiful in the morning. Her hair rumpled, her cheeks pink, her eyes sleepy but also alert. Christ. Imagine if she woke up like that, but I was looking down at her still wrapped up in my arms?
