Crazy Midnight Cravings

She looked down at his lips instinctively, to see that they had been drawn up in a smirk.

Memories flooded her brain at how they had felt against hers on two different occasions.

Calm and assuring.

Demanding and devouring.

She pressed her lips together, her hand slipping off the edge of the pool as she pushed back slightly from him, swimming an inch away.

"Thank you for that too. It must have been really inappropriate and uncomfortable for you. I'm sure you did it only because you had no other choice."

"Uncomfortable? Maybe. The shelf was really comfortable. I can think of other confort--"

"I'm talking about Elsa. I don't think she has to know."

He furrowed his brows, "of course, she doesn't."

"Thank you."

Then she swam forward, further away from him, pulling herself out of the water.

"Goodnight."

***

The avoiding continued but it was getting harder and harder as time went on.

Chris was getting better, so they all went to the Beach now and then.

Although Jett was always on his phone