"Come on, Seth." I ordered. "It's only a store."
"Yeah, a girl store. Full of girl stuff."
"Don't be stupid. Bras don't bite."
"I don't know that! Maybe that's what Victoria's secret is." I rolled my eyes at his joke attempt and gasped his wrist, pulling him through the opening and into Victoria's Secret.
"We drove all the way to Seattle so I could go here. No way you're backing out now. Anyway, it's not so bad. Look," I grabbed the closest pair of panties, complete with lace and glitter, and held them up to my waist. "These are sexy, right?"
"I guess. I like those ones better." He pointed to the ones on display.
"Fine. I'll buy these and wear them tonight. That's your reward."
He scoffed at my offer.
"Like it matters what you're wearing. You're hot either way. Plus, all we've done is make out. Paul would probably cut off my dick if we did anything else."
"Well, what he doesn't know won't hurt him." I winked and walked off toward the bikinis- what I'd come here for in the first place- leaving Seth wide eyed and frozen in place.
I looked through the selection of halter tops, trying to find my favorite, when I felt the familiar sensation of Seth's arms wrapping around my waist from behind me. I loved the way his biceps looked and felt, holding me close to his sculpted chest.
"Find anything yet, babe?" He asked, obviously anxious to get the hell out of here. "Your boobs would look good in this." He told me, grabbing a random piece of turquoise fabric.
"How would you know? You don't even know what you're holding! Plus, I wear a fucking D cup. My boobs look good in anything."
"That's true. But I like when you wear blue. It's my favorite on you."
"Hmm." I grabbed the top from him and looked at it from a distance. It was pretty hot. "I'm going to go try it on."
"Ugh." He groaned in protest, but obliged, following me to the back of the store where the dressing rooms were located.
Once I tried it on for him, he seemed much happier. So much happier, in fact, that it was hard to get him to leave. He just kept picking up every other tiny piece of lingerie he saw and insisted that I try them all on. I played along and gave him his way the first few times, but eventually gave up and dragged him back to the car.
It's a good thing we left when we did because after the four hour ride to La Push, we didn't get back until 7:00. And, of course, his house was filled with six other boys. And Leah. But she was locked up in her room. Sam was out with Emily, probably doing some dad thing because she's been pregnant for the past four months. And I didn't even want to think about what Rachel and Paul were doing.
Honestly, for a town full of human wolves, La Push was pretty uneventful. We all usually just hung out at the beach, or the cliffs, or somebody's house. Seth's house right now. Embry, Quil, and Jake were all tied in a suspenseful round of Call of Duty. Brady and Collin were practically eating the fridge. And Kim and I sat comfortably on Jared and Seth's laps, watching the scene in front of us.
"We should go swimming." Seth told me, not loud enough for anyone beside Jared and I to hear.
"Why?" I giggled, "Anxious to see that bikini?"
"Maybe." His lips turned up in a smirk.
"I'm up for a swim." Jared announced, loud enough for everyone now. Within minutes, everyone was on board. Kim went upstairs to borrow one of Leah's bikinis, and I followed her to change. Once everyone was ready, we headed out the garage door.
I'd never been in Seth's garage before. Not that it was exciting. A lot of tools, a car, two bikes, a scooter, and a drum set.
"Who plays the drums?" I wondered, walking toward them.
"Nobody." Seth shrugged. "Why? Do you play?"
"Ha! Yeah right." Embry snorted.
"Yeah right? What's that supposed to mean?" I countered.
"Five bucks says you can't play." Jared joined in.
"Fine. Five bucks. Let's go." I shook his hand to seal in the deal before sitting on the small wooden stool and picking up the drum sticks. Needless to say, I won five dollars.
"Well, aren't you good with your hands..." Jacob laughed, and immediately getting a slap in the head from Seth.
"Shut the fuck up!" He told him, though more jokingly than serious. Silly, overprotective Seth.
"What won't she do?" I overheard one of the guys whisper to another. I couldn't pick out who it was. They all sounded so similar.
"Nothing. I don't turn down dares." I answered, earning a look from everyone.
"Oh, really?" Quil smirked now, his eyebrows rising. I could practically see a lightbulb light up above his head.
"Really." I promised.
"Aye, aye, aye." Seth stepped between us. "I don't know what you have in mind, Q, but if anything happens to her, I will kill you. I'm not kidding. I will actually kill you."
"Oh, feisty." I giggled, standing from my seat and planting a small kiss on his cheek. "I like it." I whispered in his ear. "So, Quil?" I wanted to know what he thought my breaking point was. I really couldn't think of anything that I'd be against doing.
"You're going to be that cat that curiosity kills, aren't you?" Kimmy laughed, tickling my side.
"Let's see how you do on the cliffs." Quil finally answered, and I watched the majority of the boys exchange the same look of fear and amusement.
"No way." Seth decided, before I even knew what they were talking about.
"Hey, mind your business, pup." I told him, lightly hitting his chest. "What do you mean the cliffs?"
"Cliff diving." Embry laughed.
"Are you kidding? I'd love to go cliff diving."
"I call bullshit. You'll chicken out." Brady voiced.
"Wanna bet?" I'm sure my face lit up as I let those words slide past my lips.
"Hell yes. What's the wager?" He asked me, but I only replied with a shrug. "Alright. I win, Seth keeps his virginity for another month."
"HEY. Keep my dick out of this!" Seth declared. "I don't even approve of my girlfriend jumping off a cliff!"
"How about..." I stepped in, "loser dyes their hair pink?"
"Deal." Brady chirped.
At first, Brady seemed confident. But as we got closer to the beach, I saw his expression became weary. I think he knew I was going to do it.
"Wait... Maybe we should change the bet..." He spoke once we were at the cliffs, his hand rubbing the back of his neck.
"Hell to the fucking no. No backing out now, kid." I laughed, pulling my shirt up over my head and unbuttoning my shorts. Most of the boys stared at either my stomach or boobs, aside from those who had imprinted. Obviously, the new bikini was a success. Seth seemed especially flustered.
I stood at the end of the cliff, looking out at the crystal waters below. Other than a couple waves, it was completely motionless. The sun was setting and it created an orange glow over the tide.
"I still don't know about this..." Seth said again.
"Jump right after me. That way, worst comes to worst, you'll save me." I said it only to make him feel better. I knew that I wouldn't need any saving.
He agreed and I gave Brady a smile before jumping into the calm waters below. The fall went both in slow motion, and too fast to even appreciate it. I heard the sound of the wind whipping past my ears, and the distant cheers of the pack above. I wondered for a split second if Paul would approve. Then I wondered if Seth was having a panic attack yet. And then I crashed into the cold waters, disrupting the blanket of serenity.
The top of my bikini slid down just slightly, but I was quick enough to pull it up before I felt multiple other splashes around me, signaling others who had mimicked my action. I opened my eyes underneath the clear blue water, seeing Seth's black hair flowing. I quickly swam to the surface as I felt pressure fill my lungs, needing oxygen. As I broke past the surface, I took in a few deep breaths of air, and laughed when Seth waved at me.
"You good, baby?" He asked.
"Imagining Brady with pink hair, I'm way better than good."