Devin gently kissed his way up her back, starting just above her hip. He murmured to her, trying to show her just how much he loved her. Fatima giggled as his cold hand touched her skin.
"Your hand is cold," she whined. Devin laughed and gently pulled her shirt down.
"I'm sorry, baby," he whispered. Fatima sat up and crossed her arms.
"Why do you call me baby?" she asked softly.
"Do you, um, do you not like it?" he asked worriedly. Fatima shook her head.
"It's not that. It just feels really serious," she said quietly.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.
"Um, yeah, just for now, I'm sorry-" she began.
"Don't be sorry. If you're not okay with it, then you say so. Okay?" he asked softly. Fatima nodded and snuggled into him.
"You're sweet," she said quietly.
"Well you make it so easy," he replied. Just then, Fatima's stomach began to growl.
"Um, are we getting breakfast?" she asked sheepishly. Devin laughed.
"Absolutely. We'll get breakfast after we all get showered," he replied. He pulled her into a hug. "You're pretty perfect, you know that?" he asked softly. Fatima smiled and batted her eyelashes at him.
Once they were all showered, they met in the main area. Fatima was wearing jeans and a loose teal blouse and hijab, and her favorite black sneakers. Jordan was wearing denim shorts and a black crop top, with the same white sneakers from the day before. Devin wore jeans and a basic blue shirt, the same one Fatima had complimented a few times. Fatima would never admit it, but she liked how it showed off his defined muscles. They went downstairs to the breakfast area as a group. They went through the buffet quickly, gathering a decent amount of food between the three of them. They sat down in a booth in the corner, tucked away from the rest of the area.
"What are we doing today?" Jordan asked as she cut her waffle.
"Whatever you girls want. We can do the water park today, or we can do the theme park today. Up to you," he said.
"There's a water park here?!" Fatima exclaimed. Devin laughed.
"Yeah. I take it you want to go?" he asked.
"Sure. We can go either today or tomorrow, your choice," Devin replied. Fatima felt really uncomfortable. She didn't want to be the one to make the decisions for the group.
"Either way. Please don't make me choose," she said sheepishly. Devin laughed.
"Jordan? Your choice," he said sweetly. Jordan smiled.
"Let's do the water park tomorrow, because it closes earlier. The theme park is open a lot longer, so we won't want to leave if we go tomorrow," she said before taking a bite of her waffle. After breakfast, they piled into a shuttle that took them to the main park. Fatima was bouncing on her toes, excited to enter the park for the first time in years. Without even thinking about it, she and Devin had decided to hold hands on the shuttle, and again as they walked. They checked in, then started walking.
"Fatima wants to go on the Harry Potter ride, do you guys want to do that first?" Devin asked. Fatima blushed again. She absolutely hated being put on the spot the way he'd been doing the entire trip. She smiled shyly and looked at the ground.
"Yeah! Let's do it!" Jordan said excitedly. They looked at a map and found the ride, then walked together until they got there. Fatima was bouncing with excitement as they boarded.
"Okay. How are we doing this?" Rountree asked an attendant.
"You can just sit wherever you want," the attendant said. They nodded and got into the carts. Devin sat on the edge, with Fatima to his right, and Jordan to her right.
"Fatima. Is your hijab secure? The sign said that this one gets a little crazy, I don't want you to be embarrassed," he whispered to her. Fatima smiled.
"It's good," she whispered back. She loved how he always cared about her. Devin nodded and kissed her cheek gently. Fatima nearly giggled at the feeling of his facial hair tickling her cheek. Fatima didn't think twice about grabbing Devin's hand. He immediately grabbed her hand and ran his thumb over the top of her hand.
"You nervous?" he asked.
"Yeah. I'm okay," she responded as they got their seat belts on.
As soon as the seat belts were secure, they held hands again. The ride started off slowly, but quickly gained speed. Fatima screamed as the cart flew down a steep hill, and Devin was squeezing her hand tighter instantly.
When the ride came to an end, Fatima's legs were shaking. Devin was first off the ride and immediately helped Fatima and Jordan undo the seat belts. Fatima was a little wobbly walking off.
"You okay?" Devin asked.
"Yeah. Just a little shaky, I'm good," she replied. He nodded and put his arm around her as they walked around for a bit. As they approached another ride, this one in the form of swings, Jordan turned to them.
"Can we do this one?" she begged. Devin looked at Fatima and smiled, obviously wanting to go on it himself.
"Sure," she replied. They showed their wristbands, then got onto the swings. Fatima realized that the swings were in pairs and she wouldn't be able to sit next to Devin and Jordan. He came over and fastened her seat belt for her, and she noticed his hand definitely lingered on her thigh. Fatima smiled and without thinking, she leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. Devin kissed her back without thinking, but quickly came to his senses and climbed into the seat next to her. He buckled his seat belt, then grabbed Fatima's hand. They had come to realize that holding hands was definitely their way of showing affection. Devin reached over and gently kissed Fatima's cheek just as the ride started.
"I love you," Devin whispered to her.
