too. He was two numbers away from calling the cops before I unplugged the phone. But he said next time Lex comes over with a purple anything, he’ll call, even if she ends up hating him for it.
So, yeah , this trip came just in time. And seeing her actually sleep without wiping tears from her face first does funky things to my innards.
She smells real good too. I never thought I’d be turned on by a smell, but her nail polish has a scent that smells like apples or something. I have to shift a couple times so the effect she’s having on me isn’t obvious.
The bus jerks to a stop , and she startles awake, elbowing me right in the junk. My… obvious junk.
“Aiy!”
Her face goes red, but she starts laughing. “Whoops! I’m sorry, Ry!”
I nod and squeeze my eyes shut. Not sure if I’m going to be able to stand for a minute.
Someone’s talking in the background, Nate’s laughing behind me and patting me on the shoulder while I try the “breathe in, breathe out” method. When Mr. Miller says, “Okay, boy cabins on the right, girls on the left!” people book it down the aisle to grab a key.
Kaylee comes back with two keys and kicks me in the shin. “Come on, you baby. Let’s see our home for the week!”
“You wouldn’t be calling me a baby if you had balls.” I stand—I’m real careful, mind you—and she giggles as she not-so-discreetly grabs a handful of Nate’s nuts.
“I do have balls. They’re right here whenever I need them.”
Nate bats her hand away and wrestles he r out the bus door while Lex and I stand there with our mouths open.
“Ew.”
She took the word right out of my mouth.
Adjusting myself so it doesn’t hurt when I walk, I say, “Please tell me they won’t be like this the whole time.”
She shrugs, shooting me one of her smiles. The one I only see when we’re alone together. I’d like to think I have something to do with it. That’s me being a pompous ass. Still, when her lips go so far wide, both her dimples are visible—usually, only one is—I know she’s real happy.
“Good thing it’s not co-ed rooms, right?” she says as we step outside to grab our crap f rom the storage part of the bus, all of us putting on our coats and hats since it’s freeze-your-toes-off weather.
“Actually,” Nate says, pulling Kaylee’s bag over his shoulder, “we wanted to talk to you guys about that.”
Lex gives me a look like I’ve got a booger or something. I swipe at my nose and try to seem like I don’t know what’s coming.
“You don’t mind bunking together, right?” Kaylee pulls her daddy’s girl eyes on us. “Pwease?”
I look at Lexie again, but she’s almost laughing. So, I take that as a yes and answer for the both of us.
“Hmm, I dunno.” I waggle my eyebrows at Lex. “You think you can control yourself around this?” I gesture to… well, all of me, which gets me a punch in the shoulder.
“I think I’ll manage.”
She goes in for her suitcase, but I beat her to it. I know she likes to be independent and stuff, but I’m a gentleman, and I’m not going to let her haul that thing to our room.
Our room. Holy hell, we’re going to be sharing a room.
“Uh, you two are taking the girl cabin, right?” The boy cabins have two queens. Girls have one king. It was this huge debate a few weeks ago when they announced it. But the school took what they could, and praises to whoever made the decision, because I would’ve slept on the floor before I slept in the same bed as Nate.
“Yep,” Nate says , tossing me the key as Kaylee hops on his back. He must be made of magic since he’s carrying her and both their bags. “And make sure you knock when you come bug us.” He winks and takes off. And by takeoff, I mean hobble his way to their cabin. Maybe he’s not as magical as he thinks.
Lex kicks me in the butt and says, “Race ya!” before she bolts it to 16A, or as Kaylee put it, our “home for the week.”
Okay, so I’m freaking out for no