Forgetting The Bad Boy

Chapter Thirty Six

"Who brought sunscreen? I burn like toast." Ryer asks aloud as we all walk down to the beach in front of the cabin.

I laugh and grab a small bottle of SPF100 and hand it to him. "Be scarce with it, it's the only bottle I have." I point at him sternly.

"Thank you, for saving this beautiful olive skin tone." Ryer brags running his hands down his body with his tongue out. Then he starts putting the sunscreen all over his arms, face and chest.

These guys were all so good looking and intimidating at first glance, but they really were weirdos in their own way.

"You do not have an olive skin tone Ry, you look like fucking vanilla ice cream." Vincent claps back from behind everyone. We all begin laughing as we finally make it to the water.

The sand and the sun were hot as hell, the water was looking so amazing with how hot it was outside. I walk in the sand and find a spot to place my towel, I lay it out and throw my bag next to it.

Vincent places his towel a few feet infront of me, Rory placed hers a couple feet from beside me and Niko set his up across from her.

Naturally, James moved beside me and Ryer went beside Rory. We were set up all nicely together, and I'm pretty sure everyone was ready to get in the cold water.

It's hot as tits out here.

"You guys ready to jump in?" I question, standing up on my towel. I begin to take off my beach cover that was over my bathing suit. I slipped it off of me and placed it in my bag, revealing my black bikini.