“Yeah, well,” I smoothed my shirt down, “I want to sleep.”
“And I told you that I want to show you something. We have to hurry or we’ll miss it.”
“Maybe I don’t want to see it,” I grumbled, heading back to the bed.
“Nuh-uh,” he grabbed my arm, halting my steps. “Get dressed and be downstairs in five minutes. I mean it,” he pointed at me sternly like a father scolding a child. “Put a bathing suit on under your clothes and be sure to wear sneakers.”
“I hate you so much right now,” I stared longingly at the plush king-sized bed where I’d been dreaming so peacefully a few minutes before.
“You won’t be saying that soon,” he grinned, releasing me as he backed towards the door. “Remember, five minutes,” he held up a hand, wiggling his fingers.
I glared at him as he left the room. A part of me was tempted to climb in the bed and go back to sleep, but I knew Trace would only wake me up again so it was pointless.
I scurried into the bathroom, brushing my hair and braiding it to the side. I brushed my teeth but didn’t bother with any makeup since I was running short on time. I changed into my bikini. It was pale blue with a floral design and the bottoms had ruffles on the side. I’d been looking to buy a one piece but Avery had talked me into this one and I was actually happy I’d gotten it instead.
I pulled shorts on over the bottoms and grabbed a plain t-shirt, figuring the morning air would be cool.
Trace was starting back up the steps when I rounded the corner.
“Coming to get me?”
“I thought you fell asleep standing up,” he smiled, waiting for me on the second to last step.
“No,” I shook my head. “You might have spanked me if I did.”
“Any excuse to touch your ass,” he smirked, reaching for my butt. With a screech, I lurched away from his clawing hand.
“Nice try,” I narrowed my eyes at him.
“There’s always later,” he winked.
“Now,” I looked around, “what was so important that I had to get up while it’s still dark?” I pointed to the window where the sky was black and stars still twinkled.
“Come on now, I can’t tell you that. It would ruin the surprise.” He opened the doors that led to the deck and waved me over.
“Outside?” I asked. “With the bears?”
“Yes,” he rolled his eyes. “And the moose, squirrels, deer…shall I continue?”
I marched forward and out the door. He jogged down the steps and waved for me to follow him. Shaking my head, and grumbling unintelligibly under my breath, I reluctantly followed him.
He pulled a small flashlight from his pocket and turned it on.
“We need a flashlight because?” I prompted.
“We’re going into the woods.” He quickly grabbed my hand so that I couldn’t make a run for it.
“The woods? In the dark? Are you crazy?”
“No,” he stopped, looking at me seriously, “I’m a boy scout.”
I stared at him a moment before laughter burst out of my throat. “You can’t be serious?!” I cried, wiping away tears.
He frowned, like I had offended him. “I was a boy scout until I was twelve. I was so awesome I didn’t need to continue after that.”
“Oh please,” I continued to laugh, trying to catch my breath.
“You don’t believe me?”