Page 51 of The Road Trip Romance

“If blue balls equal a good night, then I guess it is,” I mutter. She giggles.

“Sorry…it’s not that I don’t want that…I…we need to think,” she adds again.

“Yeah, you already mentioned something about that,” I say as I turn away from her because if I keep staring at her naked chest, I’m going to lose my battle of wills. Hell, I might just lose it from being this close to her without a single shred of clothing on either of us. I should seriously add this to any future spy film I do as the ultimate form of torture.

CHAPTERTWENTY

Tate

“Tate,” Sophia whispers.

I groan and roll toward her, prying open one eye. It’s still dark out and I can just barely make out her silhouette.

“What’s wrong?” I say as I sit up and look around us.

“Nothing…I…I have to pee again,” she says.

“Can’t you hold it?” I groan as I lie back down.

“No. You try squeezing two humans out of your vajayjay and then we’ll talk about your ability to not pee all night,” I hiss.

I hold up my hands in defeat. “Fair enough.” I pause and frown. “So, what’s the problem?”

She glares at me. “There could be, like…bears or something out there,” she states as she crosses her arms over her perfect breasts. “Eyes up here, Tate,” she adds as she raises an eyebrow.

I grin. “OK, M. Let’s go make sure you don’t get eaten by a bear while you pee.”

She rolls her eyes and grabs a shirt and some shorts from her bag and I pull out a clean pair of sweatpants and put them on. We both slide on shoes, and I grab the flashlight, shining it out of the tent after unzipping it.

“Let’s go,” I whisper as I hold out my hand to help her out of the tent. She takes it, gripping mine tightly as we walk about thirty feet from the campsite.

“How about here?” I ask, motioning to a large tree.

“I guess,” she says and then looks at me. “Turn around.”

I smirk and turn around. I hear her clothes rustling.

“You good?” I ask after a minute.

“I…can you like walk a little bit away,” she protests.

“Uh-oh, do you have peeing anxiety?” I tease.

“Just…please,” she pleads, and I chuckle.

“OK, M. I’ll be just over here,” I say as I walk about ten feet away to give her privacy.

I hear her sigh and I press my lips together to keep from laughing. She’s so fucking cute, I can barely stand it. I literally just saw her naked body and now she’s shy about peeing.

“You good?” I whisper after a moment.

She taps my arm and I jump. “Jesus, Soph! You almost gave me a heart attack,” I say.

She laughs. “Thanks,” she says, grabbing the flashlight from my hand and starting back to the tent.

“Did you really need me?” I ask as my eyes try to see her fine ass in the darkness.

“Yes, it’s hella scary out here. I thought for sure that skunk was a bear that was going to maul us,” she whispers.

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