Page 103 of Hot Four Teacher
I’m going to kill Ronnie.
Just agree with things he likes so you have something in common.
Why on Earth did I listen to her?
If I wouldn’t have, I wouldn’t be in the passenger’s seat of Dane’s truck, going God knows where. I thought about coming clean, but he seemed so excited. Plus, telling him I lied might not be the best of ideas.
Maybe I can learn to like the outdoors. It’s worth a shot, right?
Truth be told, it’s not even the outdoors that I don’t like. It’s the exhausting outdooractivities.
We finally get to our destination–which seems to be in the middle of nowhere. Dane pulled off into some grass on the side of a dirt road.
Where the hell are we?
Before walking around to open my door, he grabs a couple of bags out of the back. I have no idea what’s in them, but I’m sure I’m about to find out.
When he opens my door, I take his hand and continue to hold it as she leads me through a thicket of trees. Once through, I can see where we are.
We are on a river bank that has a long dock that goes out into the water. On the dock, there are a couple of chairs, a cooler, and a large umbrella. And in the water, a giant inflated inner tube floats on the surface.
“What is this?” I ask. “I thought we were going hiking.”
“Baby, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that hiking isn’t your thing. I figured I would do something a little more fun for you.”
“You did this for me?” I ask, completely stunned.
He leans over to kiss me on the cheek. “Don’t get too excited. It’s nothing fancy.”
He leads me closer to the water while I ask, “When did you have time to do this?”
“I got up early and drove out here.”
“And I didn’t even notice you were gone?” I ask.
“You were sleeping pretty hard.”
“Well, that’s because you fucked the shit out of me and practically put me into a coma.”
He smiles. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
We get to the dock, and Dane sets everything down to get situated.
“I didn’t bring a swimsuit,” I tell him.
“That’s alright. This place is pretty secluded. You can get away with your tank top and shorts or even your bra and panties.” He looks around while adding. “I hope this is okay. This is probably the last warm weekend for a while, and it’s way warmer than usual.”
“I think it’s really nice.”
Twenty minutes later, I’m lounging on the giant inner tube that’s tethered to the dock, so I don’t float away. I look over at Dane who is sitting on a folding chair with a fishing pole in hand. He’s rocking a backwards baseball cap and aviator sunglasses. I stare at his large biceps and chest that are covered in tattoos.
He must feel my eyes on him because he turns to me and asks, “You okay?”
“Just admiring how sexy you are,” I say honestly.
“Oh, baby, I do that to you constantly.” He flashes me a coy grin.
How did I get here? Twenty-four hours ago, I was denying all my feelings for this man. Now, I can’t imagine being anywhere else.
