8 Chapter 8

"How am I going to dry off?" I whined from behind my gray rock. "Let the sun do it. You look like you use a little sun, you're so pale." Nero retorted. "Fine, but no looking or I'm telling my father." I huffed. I stomped to the picnic blanket and laid on the corner that was on the sun. I sighed. This was nice. The hot sun warming my cold tense muscles. I completely forgot about the boys. I rolled over so my chest was to the sun. The sun got in my eyes but I didn't mind. Nothing came free you know.

"Fucking hot." My eyes flew open. When had I fallen asleep?! "Lady present." I growled at I sat up. I felt sand crumple off of my back and fall. "I thought you were sleep. Sorry." Noah scratched the back of his neck. "Are the others coming?" I asked. He shook his head. I got to my feet and grabbed my dress that was on the blanket. I it slipped on. "Do you want to eat?" Noah asked. I nodded and plopped down onto the blanket. Noah sat very close to me. Our legs brushing against each other. Did I happen to mention he was shirtless. Yes very much shirtless and muscular.

"I p-put a few leftover desserts from a few nights ago. You seemed to like them." I mumbled. Noah grinned his dimple showing again. I think that was my favorite part of his smile. "Thank you." He breathed. He leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. Before anything more could happen Nero ran up to us. "What are y'all doing?"