Page 40 of Cedarwood Cabin

“What? It's not like she's a virgin!” Tammy states.

I can feel my cheeks turning red. The laughter dies down and everyone looks at me, expecting me to answer, but I don’t

“Oh my. You’re a virgin?” Sav asks. I can’t help but feel like she's mocking me.

I wanna just curl up and die of embarrassment.

Lyka and Dax exchange a quick glance before returning their attention to me, their expressions unreadable.

Robin suddenly gets up from his chair and asks, “You wanna come grab some more beers with me?”

“Yes, please.”

I feel grateful he is trying to take me out of the spotlight. I follow Robin toward the cabin, leaving everyone else behind talking quietly as I walk away.

As we enter the cabin, the music becomes muffled. Robin leads me into the kitchen where a cooler is filled with beer and ice.

Robin grabs a couple of beers and hands me one. “You okay?” he asks.

“Oh, yeah. I’m just not used to this kind of…openness, I guess.”

“Yeah. It’s a lot to take in. Everyone is pretty chill, especially when you get to know them.” He chuckles.

I take the cap off the beer and take a swig. “It's just different, that's all. By the way, thank you for getting me out of there. It was so awkward.”

“It’s cool. I could tell you needed a breather.”

I can hear the sounds of music and laughter outside, probably mocking that I’m a virgin. However, I feel at ease with Robin as we stand in the kitchen.

Breaking the silence, Robin asks, “What do you do for fun? Got any hobbies?”

“I used to paint a lot. I love hiking and being out in nature.”

“Hiking, huh? There are some great trails around here. I could take you some time.”

“Yeah, that sounds nice. I’d like that,” I reply, feeling more relaxed.

“I'm sorry if my earlier comment made you uncomfortable,” Robin says. “You are very pretty—just like your name,” he adds.

I look at his tanned arms and my eyes meet his as he moves his thick, black hair out of his face.

“Thanks.” I giggle, feeling myself blush.

Robin places his hand on my waist and moves closer. I freeze, unsure how to react, but I feel my stomach flutter. Is he going to kiss me?

I suddenly hear a creak from behind me. Robin quickly removes his hands from my waist and steps back as we turn around to see Dax standing in the kitchen doorway. He crosses his arms and his expression is unimpressed.

“Everything okay?” Dax asks.

Robin backs away from me, cracking his neck. “Yeah, dude.” Their eyes lock.

“Sav wants you,” Dax says.

Robin lets out a huff and leaves the kitchen frustrated, brushing past Dax without another word. I follow him, but Dax grabs my arm, stopping me.

“Flora. He only wants one thing.”

I look up at him, seeing genuine concern in his eyes. “Thanks for looking out for me.” I try to brush him off, but I feel a mixture of gratitude and confusion. Why did Dax care so much?

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