“Do you wanna dance?” Coby croons.
“Sure.” We scoot out of the booth and over to the dance floor. The song changes from “Shut up and Dance” by Walk The Moon to “Love Me Like You Do” by Ellie Goulding. Smiling as Coby pulls me close, I wrap my arms around his neck. The energy buzzing between us sets my pulse racing. My stomach flutters as our foreheads meet. He stares into my eyes as we sway to the beautiful music. Moving in unison, his every muscle pushes against my torso, making me blush and my insides tingle.
He licks his lips as he edges closer. Our chemistry surges. He’s no doubt one of the hottest guys I’ve ever met. Part of the attraction lies in his amazing personality. A little quirkiness, a little kindness. Everything about Coby attracts me.
As I lick my lips, we inch closer together. When our lips meet, I tremble all over. I smooth his hair. My mouth opens, letting his tongue in. It dances with mine playfully. The kiss is delicate. When I move in to deepen the kiss, I burst into almighty laughter. Its echo breaks us apart.
“Geez! Didn’t take you two long to switch from swimming to playing tonsil hockey, did it?” East cries, slapping Coby on the back.
“You’re a cockhead, East. Way to ruin a moment,” Coby chides.
“Oh, you were having a moment? Shit, sorry, bro, I’ll crack out the violins and get Hugh Grant in, shall I?” East shakes his head as Coby rolls his eyes.
“Cockhead.”
“Well, this cock needs some head, but Caro isn’t budging tonight. So I’m heading back to the cabin. It’s getting late, and I gotta swim tomorrow. You coming, bro?”
Coby smiles. “Guess I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“For sure. Where are you staying?”
“At the caravan park down the road in a cabin. We can walk from here. How about you?”
“We’ll go back to our unit. It’s not far from the centre, but we’ll need to catch a taxi.”
“Okay, we’ll walk you out.” He takes my hand, and together, we step over to Caro.
Without warning, East scoops her up and tosses her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She howls in protest, her laughter echoing through the room. Those two are an absolute riot.
As we head outside, East finally sets her down. She smacks his shoulder with a playful glare. “You’re such a troll,” she mutters, though there’s no real bite to it.
Grinning, he leans in to kiss her, but she giggles and tilts her head just in time, offering her cheek instead. His lips land there with an exaggerated smooch, and her laughter rings out again.
Coby and I burst out laughing as East groans.
I turn to Coby and smile. “Thanks for a beautiful day and for being there when I kind of lost it.”
“I want to support you, Lace. You’re kind of awesome.”
“The feeling’s mutual. Walk safe,” I drawl, kissing him briefly.
Then I step into the taxi. Caro follows me and shuts the door. The guys wave at us as the car takes off. Caro instructs the driver, and I recall how amazing today has been.
“God, East is a douche!” Caro cries. “He’s such an idiot, but fuck is he fun. But you and Cobes, hey? You’re getting quite cosy there.”
“Shut up! It’s just flirting.”
“Ah-huh… tell that to old permanent boner man.”
“What?” I choke.
“He’s got a hard-on for you the size of my credit card bill.”
“Right… well, that’s nice to know,” I shriek.
“Sure is, you seen what he’s packing?”
“What? No! Have you?”