Everywhere becomes silent as every single pair of eyes turn to us and although I'm used to attention, it's never been in this type of situation and I find myself wondering how to handle it.
All worries fly out the window though when Hunter grabs my...
I can't believe this! somebody pinch me. "Ouch, Hunter! that hurt". But seriously guys 171 reads and 36 votes *squeal* thank you so much guys. Your comments made my day.
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I watch Daisy as she angrily marches away and I can't stop my eyes from watching her as she sashays. I'm being a pervert, I know. After I lose sight of her, I put on my wet shirt and make my way to the tent to change my clothes.
At the entrance, I hear someone talking in a panicked voice and a whimper in the tent.
What the hell!
Did Daisy bring a guy in our tent?
I can't stop the rage and disappointment I feel at that thought. That guy isn't going to walk out of there in one piece if I have anything to say about it.
I enter the tent abruptly to find Daisy spreading a huge blanket over my bed. When she finally notices my entrance, she suddenly sits on the space that she spread the blanket on.
"Hey, Hunter" She greets me cheerily, too cheerily. Something's up.
I walk closer to my bed expecting her to get up but she grabs the edge of the bed firmly with both hands.
"What are you doing on my bed?" I ask her.
"Oh me.........nothing, absolutely nothing, why would I ever want to do anything to you? Can't I just chill on your bed as roommates" she answers in a high pitched tone looking at everything but me.
I lean into her personal space to get in her face. "Oh really?" I ask again.
"N-nno....I mean yes" she stutters.
I continue to lean closer while she leans back till she was lying on the bed. I place both of my hands at the side of her head to trap her in.
Her eyes dart to the left and right frantically searching for an escape. She bites her lip in anxiousness and my eyes become fixed particularly to her pink plump lips.
I move my face closer to hers leaving only about 2 inches of space between us.
"H-hunter?" she breathes.
"Don't do that" I groan in a strained voice.
"Do what?" She breathes lowly that I barely heard her.
"Don't bite your lips" I answer my eyes still fixed on her lips.
She quickly releases her lips but runs her tongue over it instead.
