After we swam for a while, the four guys went up to the tents to start the grill. It was about four o'clock, and the sun was still hot, so Kiara, Tasha, Payton, and I laid out on the pier. About an hour later, we all got bored. We gathered our towels and shoes and walked back up to the campsite.
"It's about time you girls showed up," Logan said as he poked at the coals on the grill. He and Tasha must have already stated their attraction towards each other, as she walked over to him and pecked him on the cheek.
I looked around for Ryan and didn't see him. "Where's Ryan?" I asked Patrick.
Patrick nodded toward our tent. "In there," he answered.
I walked toward the tent and unzipped it a little. "Ryan?"
"Yeah," he grunted.
"I'm coming in," I said as I finished unzipping the doorway.
Ryan was lying down, almost asleep. I zipped up the tent and gently lay down on top of him. He opened his eyes. "Hey, you."
"Hey. Still sleepy?" I rested my chin on Ryan's chest.
He closed his eyes again. "Mhm," he breathed.
I rolled off of Ryan and ran my fingers through his thick curls. I stared at him for a few seconds and then decided to change out of my bathing suit. Ryan's eyes were still closed, so I took my brightly colored bottoms off and dug for my underwear. I found them and pulled them on. I untied the back of my top and as I did I heard Ryan clear his throat. I looked up at him and his eyes were both on me. I smiled shyly at him and turned around so that my back was facing him. I searched for my bra but couldn't find it anywhere.
"Looking for something?" Ryan said quietly.
I turned my head. "Where's my bra?" I asked just as quietly.
He held my hot pink bra up. "You mean this?" Ryan started swinging it around.
I shot him a look. "Give it to me."
Ryan smiled devilishly. "Come and get it." He raised his eyebrows.
"Ryan, come on! Give it to me!" I said louder.
"Nope. You can have it if you come and get it." Ryan tucked my bra under him.
"You think you're so smart, don't you?" He smiled. I grabbed my pillow and pressed it against my chest. I leapt over on top of Ryan.
He laughed. "Ow!"
I poked him where I knew it would tickle, and his whole body squirmed. I reached under him and pulled out my bra. "Ha!" I slid back over to the other side of the tent and slipped my bra back on. I was about to clip the back when I felt Ryan's hands take the pieces of fabric and secure them together.
Ryan turned me around and studied my face. When he leaned in close to me, I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he whispered, "You're so beautiful," into my ear.
I blushed. Ryan backed away from my ear and planted his lips on mine. I placed one of my hands on the back of his head and held his hair, and the other hand found its place on his shirtless back. Ryan put one hand on my face and the other hand behind my neck. He laid me down on my sleeping bag and kissed me harder and more passionately. I was conscious of the fact that I was still just wearing my bra and thong and that any of my friends could open up our tent at any time, but I tried to let the thought slip. I was enjoying kissing Ryan when I heard Logan calling us for dinner.
"We'll be out in a second," Ryan told him.
I heard some snickering outside the tent and sat up. Ryan pulled a tee shirt on and I finished dressing myself in my clothes from earlier that day. I pulled my hair up in a messy bun and unzipped the tent.