surely there was nothing about them that looked just friendly in this moment , there really was no fooling anyone or themselves anymore . her entire body felt on fire everywhere she was touching him , but it was obvious she wasn’t alone in that . as his head rests gently against her shoulder she threads her fingers through his hair even if it’s just for a second . she feels a sort of rush as he tells her they can leave , having literally been waiting for what felt like eternity or at least all night to get him alone , properly . and with the alcohol in her veins and her head in the clouds , she had a great idea . in her humble opinion . she’s already digging her phone out of her tiny cross body bag to order an uber before he’s barely done talking . “ then we’ll be out of here in no time . ” she tells him before turning around under his arm and guiding it to her hips , barely breaking any contact between them , before gently pressing her back against him . she turns her head slightly just to show off a mischievous grin , as she lets her hips move to the music , one hand lightly resting by his neck , to say she was being subtle would be a lie . but they weren’t really trying to hide anymore . as the song starts muffling into something new , she turns to him with a grin and nods towards the door . taking his hand in hers and interlacing their fingers as she tugs gently at him , they had places to be .
she’d practically almost fallen asleep on his shoulder during the ride , admittedly it would’ve been embarrassing to fall asleep on him twice . the second their uber came to a stop she perked up , as carson beach laid out before them . jumping out of the car she took off in a sprint , “ last one is a rotten egg , ” she yelled , maybe not the smartest move to challenge a football player to a sprint … coming to a halt she quickly unzipped her dress , dropping it in the sand and carrying on in her undies . “ holy shiiiit , ” she screamed upon the first contact with the ocean , but it quickly turned into a laugh , “ it’s so cold ” she yelped as the water splashed onto her stomach , it probably also didn’t help that her body had felt like it was overheating for the past hour or so . she throws herself head first under water , now that was exactly what she needed . coming back up to the surface she quickly wipes her eyes with her hands before she’s swimming towards him , looking nothing short of handsome illuminated by the moonlight . “ you look cute . ” she tells him with a soft laugh , reaching out to comb her fingers through his hair before they lace behind his neck . she’s well aware of how close they’re standing and despite the water being relatively cold , his body heat is keeping her more than warm . she rests her head against his chest attempting to gather her courage and usual confidence , it was as if part of it had been washed away by the lazy waves lapping against them . with a sigh she tips her head up leaning in , eyes locked on his and she raises her brows lightly as if asking why the hell he wasn’t kissing her , right this moment — and countless times before .
it's all too easy to leave the chaos of the party far behind them. their uber cruises down the streets, turning this way and that, taking them far away, taking them somewhere just for them. when the car slows to a stop at their destination, he grins. the beach. of course. it seems to revive her almost instantaneously, like the unyielding power of the ocean fuels her; the closer she is to it, the more she comes alive. the second they step out of the cab, she throws out a challenge and takes off towards the water. his laugh echoes in the night sky and he takes off after her. she's got a head start on him but he catches up to her easily enough. it takes no time at all to rid himself off his shoes and shorts – his abandoned shirt is somewhere back at the party, probably already claimed by someone else. he runs into the water, frankie at his side. not ahead or behind but together, in perfect sync. "oh fuck—" his shout minges with hers. the water feels like ice lapping at his heated skin, his muscles seizing up in protest. she laughs into the night and he feels like an addict; like he's been dying, craving that next fix. it's a laugh he wants to bottle up and keep for himself. he dives in after her, desperate to cool down, to slow the racing of his heart. when he resurfaces, he shakes the water from his hair and flashes her a grin, a few stay droplets hitting her as she wades closer. her words are soft and he can't help but laugh a little. "thanks," her fingers are in his hair and resting on his neck and she's so damn close. his hands find the curve of her back, the tips of his fingers brushing against the strap of her bra and he's slowly losing what's left of his composure. and he's not the only one, not when she looks at him like that, not when she leans in just like she is now. "you," his voice is soft, his words loaded with affection, "are amazing." his hands find her shoulders and with one shove, he's sending her back into the water. he's right there when she resurfaces, his hands cradling her face and finally, finally pressing his lips to hers.
