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“Fuck,” I growl while tightening the grip on the ladder. Neither of us dares to say more than the occasional curse or each other’s name. And we don’t kiss or touch above the water. It’s like whatever was happening below the water is someone else. “Indy,” I breathe while growing concerned that I may snap this ladder in half with my grip.
“Ha!” Indy pants, and I feel her bucking her hip. “Shit! Ah! Oh no,” she whimpers, and I try to keep the same speed, but it’s hard to focus when her hand on my dick is making me lose my mind.
“Fuck!” I hiss as I feel myself explode in her hand.
“Derek!” she cries out as she follows close behind.
As we come back down and are met with the reality of what we’ve done, Indy becomes instantly shy, and I become full of guilt.
“I think,” Indy’s voice has lost all the sexy allure it once held, as though I had imagined it. Had I imagined it? “I’m ready to get out.”
Nodding, I have her hold onto my back as I climb the ladder. Once we’re on the dock, I realize I didn’t bring towels.
“Sorry,” I say softly, and I mean it, for so much more than just the towels. I can’t see her eyes or expression as she grabs her clothes.
“It’s fine,” she states simply. “Guess that can be checked off now.”
I watch her shadowed body slip into her clothes. She looks towards me and then up before she sits on the dock.
“What’s wrong?” I panic as I kneel beside her now lying body.
She grabs me by the shirt to pull me down and points up at the sky. “Look,” she whispers excitedly. I turn my head just in time to see the star shooting across the sky.
Grunting, I maneuver myself down to lie next to her, and we gaze up at the countless stars in the sky.
“Did you know?” I say softly, breaking the comfortable silence. “Shooting stars can be different colors.” I feel her eyes on me, but I don’t look because I am a chicken. I know if I look at her, one of two things will happen. I will either start apologizing again or I will kiss her. Neither feels like the right move at this moment.
“Really?” She seems surprised by my little fact. “Like what colors?”
“Uhm…” I cough as I try to remember my freshman year DC field trip to the planetarium. “Well, typically, they look mostly white or yellow to the naked eye. But if you have good magnification or a super clear night, the meteor will give off the color of whatever chemical composition is being burned up as it’s heading into the atmosphere. I’m going back decades here, but I believe iron is yellow, and sodium is… orange? I know magnesium is a teal color, I remember that one.”
“Is one purple?” She asks softly, and it’s then that I finally have the courage to look at her. My heart rattles against my ribs as I watch her stare at me with such interest and excitement.
“Y-yeah.” I manage out. “Calcium… it burns violet.”
“Really?” I hear the excitement in her voice as she lays back down. “Oh my gosh, that is amazing. Okay, new thing to add to my list, see a purple shooting star.” I stare at her, the moonlight illuminating her features as her eyes dance over the twinkling sky. Seeing her excitement over this evening and her list, I feel the urge to make my own. And I know the first thing I’m putting on there.
Find Indy a purple shooting star.
Chapter19
Indy
“Come homeeeeee!” Janie whines from one of the four panels on the group video chat. The other three are filled with Stevie, Ren, and Sunday’s faces.
“I miss you guys, too. I think Ozzy is going to be able to get down here sooner than she thought, but I’m still a couple of weeks out.” I sigh as I rub my tired face. I’m beyond frustrated and exhausted in every sense of the word. Emotionally. Physically. Psychologically. Sexually… I’ve been here for a week, and Derek is so hot and cold with me that for the last two days, I’ve tried to avoid him at all costs. After our night under the stars, I don’t know. I thought we connected. Yeah, things got a little… Okay, a lot heated in the lake. My god, listening to his sounds of pleasure while I got him off, and the way his hand so expertly played me…
I saw the regret the moment we got out of the lake, and I knew that if we got back into that truck, the rest of this stay would be a disaster. When I saw that shooting star, I felt like it was a sign. Never did I foresee him and I staying out there on that dock and looking up at the stars, talking about… well, nothing really, but also everything. I told him about growing up, being a nurse, and I talked to him about my “Not Bucket List.” He told me about his life here, his short life as a bull rider, and his desire to see the Northern Lights while staying in a yurt. I don’t know why, but him talking about a dream of his made him seem more human. That is until we got back into the house at nearly sunrise. We snuck in, and I went to shower and freshen up before starting breakfast. But by the time he and I reunited in the kitchen, it was like the night had never happened. And he’s been ignoring me since.
Thankfully, my remission seems to be in full swing, and I feel okay regarding pain and stiffness. So all I need help with are stairs. I try to plan my trips up and down whenever Derek’s brothers are around.
“Is Derek coming back to Hel’s?” Janie asks, breaking me out of my thoughts. How long have I been zoned out? I see the nervousness etched on her pretty face and give her a sympathetic smile.
“I haven’t talked to him about it,” I say softly. “But don’t worry, I’m sure he is.” I watch as her bottom lip wobbles.
“Tell him,” she inhales, trying not to let out a sob. “Tell him I’m so sorry. I’m a fucking dick, and I miss his face.”
“Indy–” Derek’s voice causes me to look towards the door. “Hi, ladies.” He gives a small wave, and his face falls. “Janie? Why are you crying?” Janie covers her mouth and turns off her camera, and I groan.
