His skin is so warm and smooth.
Where was this me coming from? I had no clue, but I rolled with it, knowing it probably wouldn't last.
When I trailed my hand lower—just an inch, pervs, nothing crazy—Sebastian drew in a sharp breath.
He leaned his face closer to mine, and I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the blood rushing in my ears and Sebastian's warm breaths as his lips brushed lightly over mine.
This is it! I'm going to experience my first kiss! Being bold for once in my life is paying off.
Sebastian wrapped an arm around my waist and yanked me closer to him.
Ooh, a man who knows what he wants.
Just as our lips were about to lock, everything went to hell in a handbasket. The front door swung open, and a girl's voice exclaimed, "Oh, shit. Sorry, bro."
"Lacey." Sebastian jumped back and sighed.
"Wait." Surprise of her own crept into Lacey's voice. "Is that Brooks with you on the couch?"
Sebastian and I scooted farther away from one another.
I was silently cursing Lacey for stopping what surely would have been a first kiss to remember. I mean, come on, people. Sebastian Kain? You could tell from his confidence that the guy was going to be a first-rate kisser.
Hell, I'd waited long enough to be kissed. I wanted the best. I deserved the best.
"Dammit, Lacey," Sebastian muttered under his breath. "Your timing always sucks."
"When did you get here?" Lacey asked her brother. "And what exactly are you doing on the couch with Brooks?"
The accusing tone of Lacey's voice, not to mention the narrowing of her eyes, had me questioning if maybe Sebastian was a player. After all, her ire wasn't directed at me in the slightest. It was focused solely on her brother.
All at once, I felt self-conscious. I was back to being the girl I was trying to put behind me.
Folding my arms across my chest, I gave Sebastian a questioning look, one that hopefully conveyed: Yeah, what exactly are you doing with Brooks? Er, I mean me?
Sebastian stood, but not before rolling his eyes when he saw the damning expression on my face. I supposed I wasn't as intimidating as I liked to think I was.
Sebastian strode over to his sister. He leaned down and kissed the top of her teal-streaked hair, which looked particularly disheveled. From her being indisposed with Tim and all, I suspected.
"I got here a couple of hours ago," Sebastian said to Lacey. "I was getting ready to head down to the lake when I met Brooks here."
He motioned to me, and Lacey snickered. "Yeah, you two certainly looked like you were having quite a first meeting."
Okay, enough of this. I needed to pull Lacey aside so I could ask her if her brother was some kind of a womanizing jerk. I needed to know before I allowed myself to like him for another second.
I couldn't do anything right then, though, but shift in my seat. I was becoming increasingly uncomfortable due to the moisture in my shorts. Sad to say I could no longer be sure how much of that moisture was from being water ballooned… or from being Sebastian Kain-ed.
I was so gone, and the guy hadn't even kissed me yet.
As I wiggled around on the sofa like a bug on its back, Sebastian and Lacey forgot about me.
"I was planning on dropping my stuff off at the boys' cabin," Sebastian told his sister. "But then I saw you and Tim"—he coughed—"and it didn't look like a good time to hail you down."
Lacey's cheeks reddened and she slapped Sebastian's arm. "You could have at least made your presence known, Sebastian."
"I wasn't sticking around to chat, not with you two lovebirds. I decided to come over to the main cabin instead." Sebastian paused and added, "In fact, I checked around and I think I'll just stay here for the rest of camp."
"What?" Lacey frowned. "You're planning on sleeping here at the main cabin?"
Sebastian nodded. "Yeah, why not? There's a nice bedroom upstairs, a couple actually, and no one is using any of them."
Is that so, Sebastian?
My gaze traveled to a staircase I assumed led to these nice bedrooms. I thought about how much nicer a nice bedroom would look with Sebastian in it. An image of a tanned, naked Sebastian lying on one of those single-sized camp beds, the kind with the really squeaky springs, came to mind.
Just as I was imagining myself crawling atop him, springs squeaking under our weight, Lacey interrupted my daydream. "What do you think about that idea, Brooks?"
"Huh, what? What idea?" I was at a loss.
"Sebastian said both upstairs bedrooms are open. Do you want to stay in one?"
I knew Lacey wanted me to say yes, since doing so would allow her to sneak Tim into the girls' cabin any time she wanted. Hell, Ginny would probably move into the boys' cabin with Mike.
Yeah, it was looking like I was the linchpin in her plan. Don't think I couldn't see the benefits in it for me, though.