Chapter 9
Sam was cold. The only thing sticking out of her sleeping bag was the top of her head, but she was still cold. She wore a pair of sweats to sleep in, but she was still cold. Even positioned between Jake's and Kit's sleeping bag, she was cold. She couldn't help shivering.
Jake woke up feeling Sam begin to shiver. He poked his head out of the sleeping bag and just saw the top of her head. He checked the fire and sat up to add a couple of pieces of wood to it. The fire flared up and he felt the heat.
"What's wrong, Jake?" Kit whispered.
"Sam's shivering," Jake whispered back.
"Sammy?" Kit shook her.
Her head popped out of her sleeping bag and Jake was reminded of a jack-in-a-box. He couldn't help the snort.
"You find the strangest times to find something amusing," Kit told him with a grin.
Jake shook his head.
"Are you cold, Sammy?" Kit asked Sam.
At first Jake thought she'd deny it. She sighed then nodded.
"Do you want to sleep with me?" Kit asked, causing Jake's head to snap around.
Sam was surprised too.
"Unless you want to do it, Jakey," Kit mentioned casually.
Jake knew he had been set up. He shot Kit the dirtiest look he could muster. Kit just grinned, his white teeth flashing in his dark face in the light from the fire.
Sam bit her lip to keep her teeth from chattering.
Jake grumbled under his breath and got out of his sleeping bag. At least he was wearing clothes, unlike when he slept at home.
"Get out, Brat," Jake whispered, unzipping his sleeping bag.
"Why?" Sam was hesitant.
"The two of you will zip yours together and your bodies will keep each other warm," Kit explained.
Sam looked between the two guys. Then she shrugged. At least she'd be warm and could sleep. She unzipped her sleeping bag and got out. Kit grabbed her hand and sat her down on his lap while Jake zipped the two bags together.
"Get in and face Kit," Jake got in the bag.
Sam got in and lay down. Kit zipped the bag up, his grin still white on his face.
"I know," Jake warned him, lying down with his back to Sam.
Kit chuckled.
"Nighty night, Jakey," Kit laughed softly as he turned over.
Jake heard him chuckle again as Sam backed up against his back.
It took awhile, but she finally quit shivering and fell asleep, Jake's body heat keeping her warm. Once she quit shivering, Jake was able to sleep also.
When he woke up in the morning, Jake at first was disoriented with the weight against him. Then he remembered. Sam. He lifted his head and looked at her. She was still sleeping.
"Ten years old and slept with your first girl," Quinn teased him on the other side.
"Oh, shut up," Jake muttered.
"I'm proud of you Jakey," Quinn went on.
Jake felt his hands curl into fists. He gave Quinn a warning look, but Quinn ignored it.
"Maybe you need to marry her now," Quinn said.
Jake jumped out of his sleeping bag and onto Quinn, swinging his fist.