"Goddard, guard mode." Jimmy breathed. Cindy glanced over his shoulder and saw the mechanical dog lift his head and glance at them before he put his head back down. He knew the others were far from the lab.
She felt his lips on her jawline and ear. They had been waiting for this all day.
"You've been teasing me all day." Jimmy growled in her ear.
"Let's head down." Cindy nodded, breathless. Jimmy took her hand and the two of them headed down to the underground part of the lab.
It was a weekly routine that they do this. It had started over a year ago when they were barely 15. They always did homework together, and one day they started kissing a little. Eventually the innocent make-out sessions turned into curious exploring, then into real sex. Cindy wasn't sure who started it, but she knew that it was the best decision she'd made. She remembered the tension between them had gotten too strong, and after the first kiss, they felt worlds better and more comfortable with each other.
They agreed to not tell anyone. It would not only ruin their reputation of hating each other most of the time, but they didn't want the stress of a public relationship. Or of a relationship at all.
Cindy rushed over to the corner of the lab that was a designated living area. There was a fridge, microwave, and sink against one wall, and a pullout couch against the other. Jimmy had put it in years ago because sometimes it was just easier to sleep in the lab when he was there late. It served a dual purpose later.
She flopped down onto it and Jimmy crawled over her, a hungry look in his eyes. He kissed her lustfully and sloppily.
"Take your pants off." Cindy demanded. She tugged at the waist band of his jeans. Jimmy usually wasn't one to argue in these situations, so he wriggled out as best he could without getting up. Cindy did the same, pushing her shorts off of one leg.
"I have been waiting for this for days." Jimmy panted. Cindy reached for the drawer in the side-table. She pulled out a condom and tore it open, throwing the wrapper onto the floor. They weren't even undressed all the way, but she didn't care. When they've had a particularly frustrating day or series of days, they practically couldn't get their pants off fast enough.
She didn't look down as she reached into his boxers and slid it on him. She had done this enough times to know exactly what to do. Jimmy wiggled a little to push his underwear down to reveal his member. He didn't even bother taking Cindy's underwear off. He moved the white fabric aside and looked at her face longingly. She hooked one leg around his waist while the other still rested on the floor. They were hardly on the mattress. Jimmy still had one foot on the floor as well. The other was kneeling on the bed.
"Fuck me already, dammit." She growled. She kissed him once more before he thrust into her with the help of her hand guiding him.
"You're so beautiful, Cin." Jimmy placed a kiss on her neck as he pushed his hands up her shirt and under her bra.
"Faster, Neutron." She panted. Jimmy rolled his eyes. As much as he wanted to go faster, he wanted it to last longer. It wasn't much use resisting her desires. He felt her leg pulling him closer and forcing him to quicken his pace.
"Easy, Cindy." He mumbled against her collar bone. "I'm not going to last very long." He whispered, propping himself up to look at her face.
"I don't care." She breathed. Jimmy smiled at her. She was meeting his thrusts quickly and sporadically.
"Fuck." He breathed as he came. He slowed his pace as he came down from his high and his vision stopped blurring. "Sorry." He sighed. He always hated when he couldn't last long enough for her.
"Just don't stop." Cindy purred. She moved her hands down to her pelvic area and let her fingers push into her undergarments.
"Hey, hey, hey." Jimmy pulled her hand back and held it in his own. "That's what I'm here for." He said.
"Hurry up, Neutron." She demanded. He laughed and kissed her. She was very impatient. He ghosted his fingers over her inner thighs, enjoying how she wiggled beneath him.
He pushed her underwear down her legs so he could reach her easier. He pushed two fingers into her and brought his thumb up to tease her clit.
"Don't, Jimmy, please." She panted. He knew how sensitive her bundle of nerves was. It usually scared her to be touched there.
"Easy, Cin. You're alright." He kissed her forehead softly. Her breath quickened as she squirmed. He left her clit alone for the moment and focused on pushing her g-spot. He knew she liked that better.
She thrust her hips to meet his fingers. He was always fascinated when she started moving. He really didn't do much of the work, and even when he tried, she told him to stop moving against her rhythm.
It turned him on to no end.
He pulled his fingers out of her and she whimpered, then turned to him and her eyes flared.
"What the hell?" She shouted.
"Calm down." He rolled his eyes at her. "Let's do this right." He helped her sit up, mostly holding her hips still. He gently pulled her shirt over her head, and then pulled his own off. He stood up and kicked his pants the rest of the way off.
"Hurry up, Braniac. You owe me." She flopped back on the bed, frustrated.
Jimmy smiled and disposed of the used condom before he put a new one on.
"Just hold on, Cin. We're going to do this how you like." He crawled over her, resting his forearms on either side of her head. He leaned down and kissed her.
"You're an ass." She snarled at him.
And then she gasped as he thrust into her again.
Jimmy rolled over and looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost five. Cindy was curled up into his abdomen, just barely awake.
"Cindy?" He asked.
"Hm?" She hummed.
"It's almost five. We have some work to do." He whispered. She didn't respond. Jimmy just smiled and kissed the crown of her head before rolling out of bed. He shuffled into his clothes, making sure he looked somewhat presentable, before shrugging into his lab coat.
He knew she was probably just as tired as he was, and he could do some of the work on his own.
Jimmy was just sitting down at his work station when he heard her rolling over. He glanced back and saw that she was fast asleep.
Jimmy smiled as he worked. There was something about their complicated friendship that he loved. He enjoyed being single and free of commitment. The sex was great, but the romance stopped there. They were friends and nothing more. The arrangement had worked for so long that they never questioned it. Neither of them brought up a change. They didn't ask to become a couple. They just had their times where they found comfort and release in each other.
It was the smartest thing Jimmy ever did.
He was mixing a few different chemicals when he felt a weight on his shoulders. He could feel her slender arms around his neck and the weight of her head on his shoulder.
"Hey, sleeping beauty." He smirked.
"Hey." He could hear the sleepy smile on her face. "What do we have left to do?" She asked. He saw her bare arm reaching for the rubric that was sitting on the desk.
"Not too much. A few more tests." Jimmy turned his chair to face her and saw that she was only wearing an unbuttoned lab coat and her undergarments. "That's not very safe." He frowned.
"I'm half naked and that's your first thought?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I mean, damn, you're sexy and all, but you could hurt yourself." He looked her up and down. "And honestly, I don't think I have the energy to go again." He sheepishly admitted.
"Well, maybe I can fix that." Cindy sauntered up to him and sat on his lap, squeezing his hips between her thighs.
"Cindy, really, I don't think I have enough energy." He sighed. They really had work to do, and he was planning on going to bed as soon as she left.
"Keep talking." She mumbled. She planted kisses along his neck. "I'm listening."
Jimmy sighed. When she wanted it, she wanted it, and there was no stopping her. He could feel himself getting hard. She was grinding against him in a very appealing way.
"We have work to do, Cindy." He groaned. He was almost fully hard now and she was rubbing herself up against him.
That was something else she did that turned him on. She may have been sensitive to the touch, but the feeling of fabric rubbing her lightly and indirectly turned her on. Usually, if they couldn't wait to get down to the lab, they would flop on the couch in a tangle of limbs and she would sit on his lap and rub herself up against his erection.
Jimmy ran his hands over her bare thighs and held her hips tightly. He pulled her closer in time with her rhythm. She was starting to get loud and he was glad the lab was sound proof.
After a minute or two, her place slowed to a stop. She sloppily kissed him while trying to catch her breath.
"Now you've got me all worked up again." Jimmy sighed. She smirked at him.
"Cindy?" Jimmy shook her gently. She had been sleeping for a while and he had already finished their project. She didn't wake up; just curled into the blanket more.
He just knelt beside the bed and smiled at her for a minute.
Then the alarm went off.
Cindy jolted awake, covering her nude body with the blanket.
"That's Goddard." Jimmy panicked. "Someone's here."
"Why would you let me sleep?" Cindy screamed over the alarm. She hurriedly pulled her shorts on, forgetting about her undergarments, and forced herself into her shirt.
"I didn't think someone would be getting into the lab." Jimmy rushed over to his computer to check the camera.
What's wrong with Goddard? He saw Carl and Sheen standing in the main clubhouse.
I don't know. Let's go find Jimmy and ask. Sheen took initiative and headed to the lab entrance.
"I could kill them." Jimmy dared another glance at Cindy, who was pulling the lab coat on and fixing her hair.
"So do it. Just get them out of here before they figure it out." She hissed.
"They're not that smart, Cindy." Jimmy typed quickly on his keyboard and the alarm stopped.
"Hey, Goddard stopped going off." The pair heard Sheen by the entrance.
"How did you guys get in the lab?" Jimmy asked, twisting around in his chair.
"Your hair brush." Carl said, holding up the brush from his room.
"I had Goddard on guard mode for a reason, guys." Jimmy flushed in anger and embarrassment. Goddard came running past Carl and Sheen and sat down by Jimmy's side.
"Why? You're just doing homework." Carl pointed out, seeing the chemistry work on the table.
"I didn't want anyone coming in and screwing it up." Jimmy lied. He saw Cindy kick something under the bed. He assumed it was her underwear. "Besides, I thought you and Libby had plans." He turned back to his keyboard and put his head in his hands.
"We did. It's like 6. She went home a while ago." Sheen pointed out. Jimmy glanced at the clock. He hadn't realized it had gotten so late. His mom must have been wondering where he was.
As if on cue, his computer started ringing.
He answered it and Mrs. Neutron appeared on the screen.
"James Neutron. Come inside. It's dinner time." She put her hands on her hips.
"Hi Mrs. Neutron." Carl waved.
"Hi Jimmy's Mom." Sheen waved as well.
"Hi boys. Jimmy. I have dinner on the table." She turned her attention back to her son.
"Mom, I'm working on a science project." He whined. Cindy came waltzing up behind him, now in view of the camera.
"I don't care. It's dinner time." His mom demanded.
"I'll eat later, Mom. I'm doing important stuff. And I'm not hungry." He glanced back at Cindy, who had her hair in a perfectly neat pony-tail.
"Don't stay in the lab all night long again. You have to come in the house sometime." Mrs. Neutron sighed and signed off of the call.
"Do you think your mom would mind if we ate dinner?" Sheen asked.
"What are you guys doing here?" Jimmy asked, still irritated.
"We were bored and didn't have anything to do." Carl explained. Jimmy sighed and hung his head. This usually happened on weekends when they had no homework or other things to do.
But usually they knocked first.
"Well we're kind of busy, guys." Jimmy turned back to his keyboard.
"Can't we just hang out here? We won't touch anything." Sheen asked.
"Please, Jim?" Carl begged. Jimmy sighed.
"Fine. No touching anything." Jimmy glared at them both. The two of them sat down at the work bench on two stools. He blushed slightly at the thought of what had just occurred on the work bench.
Cindy was sitting on the bed with Goddard at her feet. He had taken quite a liking to her, Jimmy noticed.
"Hey, guys, while you're here, why don't you help me test a new invention?" Jimmy asked, turning to his friends.
"Sure!" Sheen shouted excitedly.
"Alright. You guys go in the test room. There are some ear plugs in there. Put them in." Jimmy explained, not taking his eyes off of his computer screen.
"Awesome." Sheen and Carl headed for the soundproof room by the workbench. The glass window let the remaining two teens see them put the ear plugs in.
"Totally soundproof ear-plugs." Jimmy turned on the music to the test room and turned it all the way up. Carl and Sheen blinked.
"Nice plan, braniac." Cindy leaned over the keyboard to see the computer screen better. He was typing up the chemical reactions from their homework.
"It buys us a few minutes." He shrugged.
"So how do we get them to leave?" She asked.
"They never leave." Jimmy groaned.
"Maybe I'll just go." Cindy sighed.
"No, don't go." Jimmy was about to reach for her hand, but he knew Carl and Sheen could see them.
"I should. They're going to figure it out. We already finished the work we needed to get done." Cindy explained, crossing her arms. Jimmy stared at his keyboard for a moment.
"Alright. You're right. Give me a minute." He turned off the sound and waved the two guys over.
"Nothing happened, Jimmy." Carl said, pulling the ear plugs out of his ears.
"That's good. They're totally sound proof ear plugs. I have another task for you guys." Jimmy took the ear plugs and put them away. He had already learned that they worked.
"What do you need us to do, Boss?" Sheen asked, saluting.
"I need you guys to run to the Candy Bar and get me a vanilla milkshake." He fished a five dollar bill out of his pocket and handed it to Carl.
"Alright, be back in a little while." Sheen pivoted on his heel and marched to the exit with Carl waddling along behind him.
"I'm so sorry Cindy." Jimmy turned around in his seat to look at the girl standing behind him. She was pacing back and forth.
"I'm going to go." She slipped out of the lab coat and hung it back on the coat rack.
"Cindy." Jimmy called after her.
"I'll talk to you tomorrow, Jimmy." She turned and ran out of the lab before he could stop her, which wasn't easy because she still hadn't found her bra. She grabbed her bag from the main clubhouse and hurried home.
"Here's your milkshake, Jimmy." Sheen set the cup down beside Jimmy's keyboard.
"Where's Cindy?" Carl asked. Jimmy could hear the bed squeak under Carl's weight.
"She went home. Her mom called and told her to come home for dinner." Jimmy lied. He took a sip of the milkshake, which was already starting to melt.
"Uh, Jimmy?" Carl asked.
"What's up, Carl?"
"Why is there a bra on the bed?" Jimmy whipped around and looked at Carl, who was holding up Cindy's lacy white bra.
"I-I, uhh," He flushed bright red as he tried to come up with a good lie.
"That's a sexy little number." Sheen took the bra out of Carl's hands and held it up to his chest.
"That's, uh, that's," Jimmy stuttered, "I can explain."
"You got lucky with someone here?" Sheen asked.
"It was an experiment." Jimmy blurted out.
"You were experimenting with lingerie?" Sheen asked skeptically.
"It's a bra that grows with the girl's breasts." He blushed at the thought. This was the worst lie he had ever told.
They had never been that close to being caught before. For the most part, their friends left them alone when they said they were working on homework. The only times they had almost been caught was when Mrs. Neutron came looking, and even then, she only knocked on the door.
Why hadn't they knocked like normal people?
"Hey, why didn't you guys knock first?" Jimmy asked.
"We didn't want to bother you." Carl shrugged.
"Eh, it's only interesting on a girl." Sheen tossed the undergarment over his shoulder and walked away to look at something else.
"How was your date, Sheen?" Jimmy asked, trying desperately to change the subject.
"Man, Libby is wicked mad." Sheen was over at the work bench looking at some empty test tubes. "Didn't even want to do anything. All she talked about was how horrible it was, what Cindy did to her."
"Cindy was pretty mad too. But she didn't really talk about it much." That was partly truth. He was sure she wanted to talk about it; they were just a little occupied.
He wasn't watching Sheen close enough and he suddenly heard a crash. He whipped around in his chair and saw Sheen standing over a puddle of the love potion Jimmy had been working on. He was trying to change the effect from puppy-love to a more adult, real love.
"Sheen! I told you not to touch anything." He yelled.
"It fell on its own, I swear." Sheen held his hands up in surrender and panic.
"Get out before you smell it." Jimmy flew from his seat and started running with Goddard on his heels.
The three boys got out to the backyard fairly quickly, but he knew he had inhaled a little bit of the potion. He felt a little light-headed.
Sheen had inhaled a lot more.
"Sheen, just go right over to Libby's house and look at her without looking at any one else. Hurry, before you end up falling in love with someone who isn't Libby." Jimmy sighed. He put his head in his hand and pointed down the street to Libby's house. Sheen covered his eyes and took off running, and it took a moment to hear a thump.
"Ow." Sheen groaned. Jimmy shook his head.
"Carl, you should go too. If you inhaled any, it would be best to not be around anyone right now." Jimmy said, shaking his head.
"You got it, Jim." Carl nodded and headed next-door.
"Goddard." Jimmy knelt down in front of his dog. "I need you to clean that up and filter the air in the lab."
Goddard opened his screen and showed Jimmy his security camera footage. This particular footage was of Jimmy and Cindy making out on the work bench.
"I'm not in love with Cindy. And I want all of that stuff out of there so we don't fall in love. We're friends." Jimmy argued.
Goddard shut his screen and headed back into the lab.
Jimmy was hunched over his math homework at his desk. It was getting late, but he only had a few more problems to do, including the extra credit one. He was starting to fall asleep sitting up when he heard a scratching followed by his window opening. He turned around in his chair just in time to see Cindy push herself up on the window frame.
"Cindy? What are you doing here?" He asked. This was another thing between them that had become normal, though it was less common. She liked to sneak over sometimes if she was feeling upset about something.
"Trying not to fall to my death. Help me, you idiot." She hissed. Jimmy rushed over to help pull her into his room.
"Are you ok?" He asked as he shut the window.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. I just didn't know where else to go." She explained, flopping down on his bed. He noticed she had changed and was wearing sweatpants and an old t-shirt with sneakers.
"Why? What's up?" He sat down beside her.
"My mom and I got into another fight." She rolled over onto her stomach.
"What was it about this time?" Jimmy awkwardly shifted his weight to make room for her. There wasn't much room on his bed and she was sprawled across most of it.
"I told her I was thinking about giving up the solo in choir. She said a Vortex does not give up. She said that if Libby couldn't be happy for me, I shouldn't be friends with her." Cindy explained.
"You know that's not true. Libby still loves you." Jimmy pat her back between her shoulder blades.
"Then why is she acting like such a bitch?" Cindy asked, her head popping up from the mattress. Her hair was pulled back in a messy pony-tail and all the strands that weren't tucked into the band bounced with every move she made.
"It'll blow over, Cin." He reached over to rub her shoulders and her head fell back to the bed. Her face was buried in her arms. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Want me to make you feel better?"
"I am not in the mood, Nerdtron." She snapped, twisting her neck to glare back at him.
Jimmy froze while she stared at him, but continued a moment later in silence. She put her head back down.
"Maybe I can invent something to stop her from being angry at you." He mumbled, mostly to himself. Cindy pushed herself up and swung her legs around to let her feet rest on the floor.
"No. No, I want to fix this myself." She sighed. Her hands rubbed against her thighs nervously.
"Well, if you need help, you know I'm here for you." He gently placed a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and smiled at him, placing her hand over his.
"Thanks, Jimmy." She sighed.
"Sure you don't want me to make you feel better?" Jimmy asked. He scooted closer to her wrapped both of his arms around her from behind. Cindy giggled.
"Well, maybe just a little." She sighed an exasperated sigh.
Jimmy pulled her backwards onto the bed and kissed her softly. Cindy kicked her shoes off and they landed on the floor with a soft thud.
Cindy laced up her shoes before taking one look back at Jimmy, asleep on the bed. It was three-ish in the morning and she had slept for a little while, but she had to get back.
"Cindy?" He asked groggily.
"Shh. Go back to sleep." She rushed over and knelt beside the bed where he was facing. She pushed some of his hair back.
"Where are you going?" He asked, rubbing his eye.
"I have to go home." She smiled softly.
"No, stay. Stay here with me." He mumbled, his eyes closing again.
"Get some sleep, Jimmy." She whispered. "You'll see me tomorrow." He didn't say anything, so she assumed he had fallen back asleep.
Cindy tip-toed over to the window and opened it wide. The wind blew in and chilled her. It had gotten cold in the last few hours. She really didn't want to go out now.
Her eyes darted to the closet. She hoped he wouldn't mind. She waltzed over to it and grabbed one of the jackets from hanger. It was a little big, but it was black and it would keep her masked in the night.
She slipped into it, enjoying the warmth it provided, and headed out into the night.
Jimmy woke up naked in his empty bed. He looked around for a moment before he remembered that Cindy had snuck out. It was probably for the better anyways, he didn't know how he would sneak her out during the day. Her mom probably would have found out she was gone by then.
He headed over to his bathroom to use the facilities and fix his hair before going out with sex-head. It was going every which-way.
After he deemed his hair presentable for other people to see, he slipped into a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a button-up. He noticed a hoodie missing from his closet. He made a mental note to ask Cindy.
Jimmy left his room, not bothering to make his bed, and jogged down the stairs. Goddard was there to greet him at the bottom.
"Morning, Goddard." He smiled and pat his dog on his head. Goddard wagged his tail in response.
"Good morning, Jim-Jam." Hugh called from the couch where he was reading a newspaper.
"Hey, Dad." Jimmy waved.
"Sleep well?"
"I slept alright." Jimmy stretched. He caught a glimpse of the clock and saw that it was close to 11.
"Did you want breakfast, Honey?" Judy shuffled through the dining room.
"No, I'm fine, Mom." Jimmy smiled at her and kissed her forehead. "I'm going out with Sheen and Carl today."
"Well, be safe. No intergalactic travel." Judy instructed.
"I know mom." Jimmy rolled his eyes. He slipped on his shoes before heading out the door with Goddard close behind him.
He looked at the street and saw that it was mostly empty. Libby's house at the end of the cul-de-sac was dark and quiet, which made sense because her mom worked early in the morning and Libby slept until the afternoon.
Carl's house had laughter drifting through the open window. It sounded like he and his parents were having fun.
Cindy's house was mostly empty. Her mother worked days while her father worked nights. And Saturdays were when her mom ran errands. He looked up to her bedroom windows. The curtains were closed, but they were sheer enough that he could see her silhouette. She was standing up, he assumed looking at her vanity mirror, and undressing. He saw her pull a jacket off, then a shirt, then finally her pants. He was rooted in place watching her.
"Hey, Jimmy. What's today's adventure going to be?" Sheen's shrill voice interrupted his moment of peace as he came walking up the sidewalk. Jimmy forced his eyes away from Cindy's window. Sheen followed his eyes, but Cindy had waltzed out of sight.
"I figured we would decide when Carl gets here. I was thinking we go to a beach somewhere." Jimmy shrugged, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Think Cindy and Libby will kill each other?" Sheen asked.
"No. I think they won't acknowledge each other." Jimmy looked back over at Cindy's house. Cindy was back in view, obviously wearing an oversized shirt and her hair was pulled back up in a ponytail again.
"Is Libby even up?" Jimmy asked, glancing down the street again.
"She said she was." Sheen looked down at his phone.
"Hey! Geek-tron!" He looked up at Cindy's window and saw her standing on the deck , her legs bare. She was wearing an oversized, open weave sweater and her bathing suit.
"What's up, Vortex?" Jimmy called back.
"How long will we be gone? Should I bring a jacket?" She asked, leaning over the railing.
"Wouldn't hurt." Jimmy shrugged. Cindy twisted around and headed back into her room, slamming the window shut behind her. Jimmy smiled at the window before turning back to Sheen, who was too busy watching Libby's house. Jimmy followed his stare and saw Libby emerging from the front door. She was wearing a long skirt over her strapless one-piece suit.
"Looks like everyone else decided beach, too." Jimmy pointed out.
"I'll text Carl and tell him. I should go grab my suit." Sheen said, heading over to the next street over. Jimmy remembered he had a beach bag packed in the lab.
"Hey, Jimmy. I have a few conditions. I am not sitting in the same row as Cindy." Libby said as she approached him.
"I figured. She'll ride up front so you can still sit with Sheen." Jimmy told her. She smiled sweetly at him.
"Thanks. So I was thinking we should go to a beach today." Libby took a water bottle out of her bag and took a sip.
"I agree. It's so nice out." Jimmy looked up at the cloudless sky.
"Nerdtron!" He looked up and saw Cindy standing back on her balcony.
"You know you can text me, right?" He shouted at her. He was sure she was rolling her eyes.
"What do I need to bring?" She asked.
"Beach stuff!" He smiled widely. Despite her anger, Libby was smiling too.
"Come up here and help me, Spewtron!" She growled over the street.
"Why does she need your help?" Sheen asked as he walked back over to them.
"Because she's not talking to Libby so she decided I'm the next best thing." Jimmy shrugged. He crossed the street, trying not to run so he wouldn't tip off their friends.
He let himself in and rushed up to her room. It wasn't often that he was there and less often that he was in her room, but he remembered the room exactly. Cindy was waiting for him at her vanity.
"What did you need help with, Cin?" He asked, leaning in the door frame.
"Shut the door, Jimmy." She waved at him and continued to run a brush through her hair. Jimmy did as he was told and waited for her to set the brush down.
"You alright, Cindy?" He asked.
"Yeah. I'm fine. I want some help picking out a suit and a cover-up." She turned around on her stool.
"Just picking out a suit?" He smirked.
"We just had sex last night, Neutron." Cindy smiled at him. "I think we can hold off."
"You're going to torture me all day." He chuckled to himself.
"Pink or green, Jimmy?" She asked, holding up two tops. One was hot pink with halter straps. The other was lime green and strapless.
"I like you in pink." He confessed.
"Pink it is then." She set the green top back down and pulled the cover-up she had on off. Jimmy watched as she changed suits, trying his best to keep his hands to himself. She then went to her closet. "I don't know what to wear over it."
"That white sweater thing is nice." He pointed out.
"You think?" She asked. Jimmy grabbed it off of the floor where she had discarded it and put it over her head.
"I know." He smiled. "I'm a genius, remember?" He asked.
"Of course. You never let me forget." She smirked.
After a very brief make-out session, the pair headed back out to meet their friends. Carl had joined the group and was wearing a pair of swim trunks and a t-shirt. Sheen had a similar look with a pair of trunks and a black wife-beater.
"What took so long?" Sheen asked.
"She couldn't decide which of her swimsuits looked better. I told her they were both obnoxiously bright so she should just pick one." Jimmy elbowed Cindy playfully.
"Yeah, some big help you are." She shoved him and rolled her eyes.
"Alright, everyone to the hover car. I have to grab my bag from the lab." Jimmy went sprinting around the house and down into the lab to grab his beach bag. He always had bags packed for every occasion. The beach was right between the space travel bag and the winter weather bag.
Once back to the front of his house, he caught sight of Cindy in the shotgun seat. The three in the back seat were laughing at something, Libby in the middle. Cindy was adjusting her sunglasses on top of her head and fiddling with the radio. Goddard was sitting on her lap, also wearing sunglasses.
Suddenly, he couldn't breathe. He felt a fog cloud his mind and he thought she looked like an angel. She saw him staring and smiled at first, and then when he didn't stop she just glared at him and shifted uncomfortably.
"Are you just going to stand there or are you coming with us?" Cindy asked. The car silenced itself and they all stared at him.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm ready, let's go." He quickly threw his bag in the trunk and got into the driver's seat. He stole a side glance at Cindy, which she returned, followed by a glare and an eye-roll.