And it's a few days early! :-) I think I'm gonna upload every 2 weeks... 1 if I've got the time- 'cause then you're just real lucky. ;-)
A loud "Zach! Your mom called and has a message for you!" broke Zach and I apart. We jumped and made ourselves comfortable on the bed, lounging. Not even a second later, the door burst open, and in came Sam, Courtney trailing behind him.
"What was it she needed?" Zach asked Sam.
"Just to tell you that the two of you need to be home in half an hour." he replied.
"Awesome, thanks."
"No problem." he turned to courtney. "Let's go finish up our game!" He took off.
"Wait!" Courtney ran out after him, closing the door behind her.
I feel Zach looking at me, so I turn to him, raising an eyebrow.
"You wanna finish up our game?" His smirk takes place.
"I'd rather not, thank-you." I look away from his gaze.
"Aw, come on! Why not?" I felt him move in closer. "I was really enjoying myself." he whispered, low into my ear.
"Of course you were!" I throw my hands up, completely annoyed.
I feel his hand cupping my cheek, a few fingers under my chin. He turns my head so I'm looking him in the eyes once again.
"What's wrong?" he asks. I see the concern in his eyes, shining through, warming my heart.
"It's just, well..." I stuck to my sentence from yesterday. "I don't want to be your... well, you know..." I sigh. Where did my confidence go? I shift my gaze, not able to look him in the eyes anymore.
"Sex buddy? Yeah, I got that, and I understand."
"Do you, really?"
"Yeah."
"Then that kiss shouldn't have happened!"
"Well I didn't see you complaining. If I remember correctly, you were moaning and touching me. You want it, too. Don't deny it."
"You wanna know something? I've got rules. Nothing, and I mean nothing, should get that far, unless it's with my boyfriend. Which I don't have. Therefore, we shouldn't have done that."
"Listen. We've got an attraction towards each other, no doubt about it. But maybe it's just sexual, nothing more." he suggested.
"Maybe." I hoped. "For now, I just want a friend. Not a friend with benefits type of thing, even if it is only a one-time thing. I couldn't deal with that."
"I see where you're coming from." he agrees. "Then not yet. And I'm guessing you're not looking for a boyfriend, now, either?"
"Oh, I'm definitely looking. Just not finding, is all." Not all true, but definitely not a complete lie.
I have found who I want- him.
But I'm still looking. I could do better.
Nah, I can't. It's Zach Goode, for crying out loud!
There was a moment's silence.
"We'll leave it at a minimum." Zach said.
"Minimum...?"
"Like flirting, hugging and all the lighter touches, I guess." I'm nodding.
"You know, it's really weird talking about all of this with you. It's kinda uncomfortable with my mom, but talking to a guy about it..." I shiver. He laughs at me.
"I'm not embarrassed when it comes to this stuff. Unless somebody blurts about it or what not, you know?"
"Yup, got it." Closing the conversation, he leans in.
Just a little bit, but enough to get my heart racing.
"Can I get just one kiss?" he breathes in my ear. "Before we start this?"
"S-sure, I guess." I turn to him. He chuckles quietly, eyeing my lips. He leans in the rest of the way, sealing our lips in a short, passionate, mind-blowing kiss. We pull away slowly, ever so slowly.
"I needed that." Zach whispers so quietly, that I barely caught it.
"Come on. I need to get going." He says, louder. He jumps off the bed, and pulls me up. We walk down the stairs and see the kids putting their toys away.
"Thanks for having us, we had a great time!" Zach said, giving me a quick half-hug and a high-five to Sam. Courtney gives me a tight hug, and waves at Sam. We wave back.
"Anytime, guys. Anytime." I shut the door.
Just as I turn around, Sam gives me a mischievous look.
"Zach and Cammie sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G." He starts, and when he sees that I stop him, he frowns, then smiles. "So you guys are together?"
"Nope."
"Then why didn't you stop me?"
"'Cause I don't feel like it. I'm freakin' tired, Sam."
"Okay, cranky."
"Thanks." I say sarcastically. "I'm going upstairs, 'k?"
"Sure, whatever. Bye." I laugh shortly.
"Bye." I drag myself up the stairs and into my room. I don't bother checking to see if Zach's in his room or if the shades are closed; I just quickly change into sweats. I pick a book from my shelf, quickly play my 'Night' playlist on my Mac, and snuggle in my bed.
I just finished a full of three chapters from my book when I put it on my side-table. I look out the window to see if Zach is there. I notice him on the edge of his bed, tying his shoes. He's wearing shorts and a white tank-top. I check him out from the side- his muscles in his arms, his toned legs, his full lips...
Look away!
I force myself to turn away from him, and snuggle deeper into my blanket. I shift around, trying to get comfortable, and I end up facing the window. Zach is now standing up. I watch him, and I catch him glance my way. He looks back again, studying me, and smiles. He shakes his head, and walks out of his bedroom door.
"Cammie?" I hear my mom call, knocking lightly on the door.
"Come on in!" She opens the door, a flood of light streaming into my room.
"Wanted to let you know that we're going to the pool tomorrow with the Goodes. Just telling you in case you were planning something with your friends." She's about to leave, but then adds: "You know what? Invite Bex, Liz and Macey and introduce them to Zach. They'd love to meet your new boyfriend." She winks at my glare that I send her, and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her.
I don't even realize I've fallen asleep 'til I wake up to Zach knocking on my window.
I glare at Zach, and turn on my side, facing away from him.
His knocks get louder.
"Come on, Cam! Get up! I wanna go soon!" I hear his muffled voice through the window.
"And I wanna sleep!" I retort. A few seconds later, I feel a cool breeze.
Did I forget to lock my window?
I feel my blanket being pulled away from me, and fingers tickling me.
Yup, I did. Whoops.
"I told you to get up!" I hear Zach. I'm squirming, rolling around, trying to slap his hands away from me.
"I'm up, I'm up! Now please, stop tickling me!" I'm laughing hysterically. "Before someone comes in, please!" he stopped abruptly.
"Right. Forgot about that." he murmurs. I smile, and quickly jump off the bed, dodging Zach's hands.
"When I come back from the bathroom, you better be out of my room." He pouts.
"I can't stay?" he whines.
"No." I frown at him, using the same tone. He glares at me, and I start laughing. "Bye!" I walk out of my bedroom door, leaving it open just a crack.
"Yo, Zach!" I yell, waving my arms, waiting for him to notice me. When he finally sees me, I motion for him to come over. His face is scrunched up in confusion, but I turn around, walking to my bed and laying my bathing-suites out nicely. I hear the door slide, and I see Zach out of the corner of my eye.
"Which bathing-suite should I wear?" I ask him. I look up at him, trying not to laugh. "What?" he laughs anyways.
"You asked me to come over to help you pick out a bathing-suite? Seriously?" he asks.
"Yeah. I need help. Plus, your opinion counts- I wanna look my best for you." I wink at him.
"Uh, um, well..." I caught him off-guard! "I like the blue one. It matches your eyes." I blush lightly, looking away from him. "That 's the answer you wanted, right? The best for me?"
"I'm gonna kill you, Zach. Not right now, but definitely in the near future." he's laughing non-stop again. "Oh, get out. I need to change. Now bye." I'm pushing him out of my room.
I finally get him on my balcony, and I succeed in locking it before he manages to get past again. I stick my tongue out at him, and shut the shades.