•~Nathan's POV~•
'I stare at the text again.'
I'm waiting for her to tell me, it's a joke and that the text wasn't meant for me but nothing.
I should probably just reply with a smiley emoji.
God! Balor are you that dumb just answer the goddamn text.
'I miss you also, so are you okay?' I type in real fast and throw my phone aside waiting for her response.
I can already imagine the relief on her face when she sees that I texted her back.
I should not make a big deal of it, friends miss each other right? She just told me as a friend.
I look at my phone again when I see what she texted next I can't help but smile a little bit.
'Did I do something wrong? Why didn't you come to our cabin for the past few days?' Before I can reply another text comes in.
'I'm sorry if I'm pushing you to answer it's not my place just do you.'
And another.
'Don't ghost me though okay?'
It only makes my smile grow wide and type the only reply that I know will make the both of us get what we want.
'I'm coming over.'
I get up shuffling around getting ready to head out. I look at myself on the mirror and smile to myself.
It's funny how I came to camp thinking that I would only be here for a few weeks before I escape as I usually do.
The captain is not the real reason I remained behind.
He himself asked me if I will be able to participate this time after knowing that I always leave before the big game. He has subs and our team is good just that I'm better at what I do.
So when I told him I'm staying his first word was 'whipped.' Yes he saw me escape with Mia the last time we went out. He also saw my first interaction with her when she got lost during her team hunt.
Mia, the girl who not even in my dreams thought that I'll be pursuing her well am not doing a good job but I guess me being missed counts for something.
I've always seen her at school as the quiet girl with her popular friend, she always portrayed the 'I don't belong here vibe.' She sometimes didn't attend the cafeteria or classes. I think she's more of a stay in the library kind of girl. A bookworm. I didn't even know her name until the first day she came here at camp don't ask how.
I walk to her cabin thinking about that beautiful smile of hers that only brightens up when she gets things she likes and I'm happy that I'm one of the people she shares it with. Her big doey eyes that act all innocent but we know that she isn't and I'm going to make sure I see that naughty side of hers.
I knock on her door hearing a faint 'come in' and take that as my queue to get in.
"In the bedroom." She calls out and I let my feet follow her angelic voice.
Okay! slow down loverboy too many compliments.
She looks at me from the mirror and gives me a small smile.
Act cool you fool.
I return the gesture.
"Well are you going to stand there all the time. Just take a sit, make yourself comfortable." I sit on her bed looking at her in the mirror.
"You were called to the office?"
"It was nothing important, Mr. Lucas found out that I skipped the marathon." She rolls her eyes.
"Well that makes the two if us."
"So you were called too." she says.
"Something like that. the marathon is part of our training and we should participate mostly players and everyone who does the sports. It's compulsary." I explain.
She just sciffs and gets up.
"Can you believe he wanted me to clean the cafeteria? As a punishment."
"And?"
"I negotiated." She says in a duh tone.
"You know that the cafeteria isn't a punishment right?"
"Huh?" Oh boy! I sigh as I open up my mouth to tell her something I know that will piss her off.
"He probably just made it up knowing that you'll come up with something even better." I tell her absent mindedly.
"That fucking dimwit. He made it up so I could suggest a date arrangements for him.
I can't believe I fell into his trap oh he's so going to pay for it."
I just smirk at her intentions to plan her revenge.
"You've become Mr. Lucas' favorite I see. No one has ever cracked that face to smile or laugh."
She chuckles a little. "Ms. Belle has and she still does but other than that it's only me.
He's cool though."
"That he is." She finalizes.
"Can I make you something? I'm in my craving mode and I can't bare taking in something alone."
"What are you making?" I ask curiously.
"Chocolate cake." Typical of her and her love of caffeine.
"It's only an hour before it's ready and eaten. Come on."
"I can help."
"You bake?"
"Well yeah, you thought I just eat cookies. Cookie?"
She breaks into a fit of laughter.
"Uh-uh! Please stop. It doesn't work that way."
"Then you go ahead. Make something up."
"Yeah I'll pass that one."
We head to the kitchen where she gets all the ingredients out and I help with all the tools needed before we get to work.
I lean on the counter top as I watch her stir and mix all the ingredients, from the flour, the eggs, sugar, butter, chocolate and more I'm not an expert in this field.
The room is doing filled with that sweet aroma of vanilla extract as she adds it to the mixture.
"When you said you can help I didn't think it was you staring at me."
"Don't pretend you don't like it."
"I don't it's creepy." Huh!
"Says the girl who stared at me the first day at her camp." She blushed at what I just said.
"I was observing not staring, I'd rather stare at a cat meowing than watch you."
I hope off the counter. "Oh really." I take short strides towards her as she hold her bowl of batter in her hand with wide eyes.
"Don't make any other step." She says when she sees that I'm not planning to stop.
"What if I don't."
"I'll pour all this on you." She says in one breath.
"And make a mess, you'll be cleaning I won't help." I tell her dismindedly.
"Just stay back." Another step.
"Why?" I ask in a low voice.
"Why Cookie?" I ask again and take the bowl in her hands setting it aside.
"Do I affect you that much Cupcake?" I ask her making sure I breathe lowly on her ear. "Do I make you forget what you wanted to say?" I hear her take in a sharp breath and that makes me smile. "I'm I that much of a distraction to you?" I whisper bitting her earlobe. "Tell me baby girl. Do you feel that maybe you can't stay away from me for too long?" I look at her she's holding the edge of the sink with force, her heart is racing...
... "open your eyes Cookie." She shakes her head in denial.
"Please baby open your eyes for me." She opens them so slowly, lust planted in them. Lust towards me and that makes me proud.
"Yes." She whispers her voice filled with desire. And I know it's the answer to all the questions I asked. That didn't need answers because they were all showing on her face, her body...
"Kiss me Cookie." I tell her.
A dicky move that's true but I want her to make the decision and not the other way around. I want her to set the pace, to decide what she wants right at this moment.
She doesn't wait for me to ask again. She then plants her soft lips against mine into a sweet kiss that soon turns into a lustful one I pick her up setting her on the counter, settling myself between her. I let my hands wander all over her body, she pulls me even closer moaning in my mouth letting her part meet my crotch, I swear I've never been turned on like that ever, i can feel her wetness so we'll and the skirt she's wearing isn't helping at all...
We moan into each other's mouth forcing my pelvis to meet her with slow thrusts as we continue devouring each other...
We pull apart shortly after to get air and I look at her waiting patiently, she opens her eyes with a smile on her face, no regret, no guilt. She pulls me in for another short kiss before she gets off the counter.
"My cake." She states. Right we had some baking to do.
I watch her bend to set the batter in the oven, I groan softly which only makes her giggle, she even wiggles her butt a little to provoke me. Before she turns to me and pulls me to meet her lips again.