Chapter 7

I lay on my bed in a starfish position stretching my limbs and making myself comfortable. It made me relax and know I have a lot of freedom. The whole bed was mine~

But someone knocked on the door making me groan in annoyance. I replied with a dragged 'whaaat?'

It turned out to be my fifteen-year-old little brother, Mick.

"I want help," he said climbing onto my bed.

I hummed as a reply thinking maybe it was to solve a mathematical question or something regarding an assignment.

"Shall we go on camping? Even my exams finished but mama and papa don't let me hang out with friends..." he whined.

"Mmm, okay."

"Yay! When?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Wow! You are my favorite person in the world!" he squealed hugging me tightly.

"Get off," I muttered.

"How many people I can invite?"

"Any."

"Okay." he giggled and ran outside. Will he invite the whole town?

I should've told him only to invite his friends because soon I regretted saying 'any'. He invited only six people.... and for some reason, Bright was invited too. And I didn't know about it till he arrived.

I packed the boxes and stored them neatly behind the minivan which belonged to papa. Some of Mick's friends have arrived and we waited for the very last friend.

"I think your friend doesn't know how to come on time," I mumbled.

"Yeah~ Maybe~," Mick said wriggling his eyebrows. I gave him a dirty look, again leaning on the van.

Soon a soft sound of a vehicle came. I sighed in relief wishing I could give that person an earful of lecture about time management and be on time.

I glared and looked at the vehicle which turned out to be so familiar. I tilted my head looking at it when the most unexpected person got down from it.

What the hell Bright's doing here? Good. Now he won't be able to bother me since we are leaving~

"Hey." he greeted me.

I nodded in return.

"Thank you for inviting me for the picnic. I loved the emoji too," he said with a sweet smile.

"Which emoji?" I asked.

"The one you sent me."

I confusedly took my phone quickly and went to W******p where I saw Bright's name. The last thing I sent was about touching my butt.... but my eyes almost left their sockets when I saw another message I HAVE sent. But I didn't... what?

Me: Going on camping tomorrow. We can stay the night. Be here sharp at 7 am.

Me: (～o￣3￣)～

Bright: okay, I cleared my schedule. Let's meet tomorrow.

Bright: Can't wait.

I just so knew who the culprit was. I snapped my head glaring at Mick. He cowered behind his friends as I clenched my fists. I reminded myself to snap his head the second he'll be alone and bury him under six feet.

"Sorry, it wasn't me who sent it. It was Mick." I deadpanned.

"Fine, but you don't have to deny it. Didn't you want me here~?"

I facepalmed tossing the phone in my pocket. I mouthed a 'you are dead' to Mick asking everyone to get in.

Bright offered to drive so I asked our family driver to take a day off. Then I sat on the passenger's seat next to Bright.

As we started our journey, the guys and girls behind us started chattering loudly. Bright and I didn't utter a single word. As usual, he hummed along with the radio but that time I couldn't enjoy it since the kids behind started singing some garbage song loudly.

I wanted some peaceful music so I turned to Bright.

"Bright. I remember papa saying we can separate ourselves from behind. You know how to do it?" I asked. There was a switch or something which could separate the driver's seat and the passenger's seat from the seats behind.

"You want us to be alone~?" Bright teased. I was about to scold him but my eyes widened when the kids behind us cheered and cooed at us.

I melted in my seat embarrassed about the whole thing. My face was fully red and everyone laughed. I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself. I was especially mad at Bright.

When everyone forgot about it and started doing whatever was behind I decided to ignore Bright.

"Hey, baby. Don't ignore me." he softly whispered.

I didn't answer. First, because I was mad at him. Second, because he called me 'baby' which I was not.

"You know, I like it when you blabber. Mostly when you argue with me." I huffed loudly looking out of the window. He was using the 'sweet words' trick on me. Which didn't work on me then.

I folded my arms on my chest showing full uninterest in talking with him. Just when we reached the highway Bright's cold hand rested on my knee with the other free hand steering.

I froze. I completely froze, I didn't even know why. It was just his hand... on my knee. I stopped breathing looking at the hand which had long fingers with veins visible. I took a quick glance behind and saw no one's attention on us. Sighing I moved my leg quickly so his hand dropped.

But again it rested there.

I cursed in my mind and gulped. Then I shook my leg again. It dropped again.

I heard Bright chuckling beside me before keeping a hand on my lower thigh, not on my knee.

Next time I couldn't shake it off cause Bright asked for the last directions since we were near our destination.

"To the right," I mumbled still looking at his hand. His fingers time to time moved a little bit caressing the skin there. I wished I wore some long pants. Every touch felt new because no one had ever touched me there... I meant it. And it made me feel... excited(?) and giddy...

We entered a large gate, then we arrived. It was a family picnic destination where people can book plots.

"Where's our place?"

"We there yet?"

"Is it beautiful?"

Some questions bombarded from behind.

"There." I pointed at the bent where we have to turn. Then we arrived at a really peaceful lakeside.

It was really beautiful since there was a little waterfall and big rocks. No one was there other than us. It was peaceful and nice. The grass had painted the ground and the sound of water made it sound more natural.

I quickly got down from the minivan sighing in relief since Bright's hand finally left my skin.

"You guys can play over there. Walk a bit and you'll find a nice clear area." I told the kids.

They all nodded enthusiastically.

First, we had breakfast where mama prepared a basket full of sandwiches for us. After enjoying the meal we all took our tents out starting to make them at some good distance from one another.

We formed a half circle and started building it.

"Shit," I muttered looking at my tent sheet.

"What happened?" nosy Bright asked out of nowhere.

"The pole has torn the tent sheet," I told him showing the big tear in the sheet.

"Cool."

"What?!"

"You can join me in my tent," he said.

"No thanks."

"Fine~ You are always welcome there."

I shook my head going to my brother. I asked if I could share his tent but it turned out the kids only brought 3 tents so they can share two in one.

I have never hated my life more than that before. No, I did hate my life. But for some reason, I felt like the whole world was against me... The situation pushed me to Bright.

My shoulders slumped in defeat as I went to Bright who had already finished building his tent. It was nicely built. I took my bag from the minivan first and went over. Without informing him I barged into it uninvited and sat there.

"Oh. What happened?" he asked.

"I... uhh... the... I-Ididn'tfindatentsoIcametoyourone." I said in one breath.

He smiled victoriously.

"What? I didn't hear it," he said cocking his eyebrow.

I glared and cleared my throat; "I. didn't. fine. a. tent. so. I. came. to. your. one." I said slowly spatting it like venom.

"Sure thing~ I was waiting for you," Bright said with a wink.

I huffed setting my bag next to me and changing my position sitting cross-legged there. It was really heavy and uncomfortable to stay inside the small tent with him.

Somehow it all came to an end when we started playing. We played dodgeball, football and even flew kites in the clear area. Then we had lunch which I didn't like much. I never liked lunch.

But something I looked forward to was the night's barbeque. Thinking about it made me drool on the spot. Meat~

We didn't go to the water because I knew I won't be able to take care of seven children... ahem, including Bright. So I banned the water and they surprisingly listened to me... only because the alpha asked them to. Hmph.

It was around 6 in the late evening when Bright was preparing the sauces for barbeque inside our tent. I looked at everything he did attentively. It smelled really good inside.

The others were setting the foldable chairs and lighting the fire when...

whoooosh!

It started raining like no tomorrow. With our slightest luck, we were able to get our things back inside.

.....

"Hope it'll pass away." Bright muttered zipping the tent fully.

But it was heavily raining outside. I doubted it will stop.

I quickly took a call to my brother, asked if they were alright. He said it was okay but my brain clicked that no one had dinner.

"We have food mama prepared. I'll get them from the minivan and give them." I said unzipping the tent.

"No, wait. I'll go." Bright said. We argued for a while and Bright threatened he won't let me in the tent again if I go outside so I had to let him go.

I zipped the tent back and patiently waited for him to come back. It passed nearly ten minutes when I decided to go check on him. But a tap on the tent was heard and I quickly unzipped the tent to meet up with a very soaked Bright.

He quickly shuffled in shivering. He handed me over a box wiping his nose.

I stifled a laugh quickly moving away and going through his bag. I found a towel there and tossed it to his face.

"Hey! Take care of me. I will get sick." he complained sitting in front of me. I rolled my eyes at his unusual childish behavior which I found cute...

"Okay silly." I teased, first wiping his face.

"Did you give the food to them?" I asked.

"Yep. For each tent. And there's one for us." he said pointing at the box he gave me.

"You can have it, I am not that hungry. I think I ate the whole day." I joked.

After wiping his face I wiped his hands and then started wiping his hair.

"Are you... uhh... wet inside too?" I whisper asked timidly.

"No..."

"Okay-"

"I-if it's wet inside... w-will you wi-"

"Shut up, you dirty-minded alpha."

"Hey~ I was just asking."

I shook my head smiling. He even had the strength to argue. I focused on drying him. His hair was really soft and thick. I half kneeled when I couldn't reach the top of his head since I was so short. I lightly tugged at his hair locks massaging slowly. The towel did its work absorbing the water.

As I concentrated on his hair, caressing it slowly, I felt cold and wet hands wrap around my waist. A sudden shiver went through my body as I shuddered. I tried to shrug it off since I knew he always tried to make a move on me.

I cleared my throat still wiping his hair. I thought maybe he will remove his grip around my waist. But his large hands put pressure on my hips motioning me to sit since I was kneeling.

I slowly knelt with the towel still on his hair and my hands having a grip on it. Suddenly I felt scared. I hesitated and looked at his face. He was already looking at me attentively.

His right hand left my hip tracing onto my stomach then to my chest. So slowly. I sighed still lost in the situation. I felt like I was trapped. I didn't know what to do.

Before I knew it, his hand caressed the side of my face to my neck. So gently and softly making me shiver under his touch. It made me feel giddy in my stomach.

My lips quivered as I didn't know what to do. I looked at him again. His face came closer. He tilted his head. Our eyes maintained unbroken eye contact.

Within seconds our lips were merely a centimeter apart.

I was lost in a trance.

His left hand traveled at my back drawing circles there as if trying to calm me down.

But I was far from being calm.

I closed my eyes and closed the gap.

Pure bliss

That was how I could explain how I felt.

When his soft lips pressed with mine I felt as if I pressed my lips on cotton candy. My favorite candy.

It tasted so sweet.

Even though we didn't move our lips at first, I felt so weak.

My whole body felt numb.

I felt submissive and shivered under the little arousal feeling.

I felt like sparks were going through my body.

Making me weak every second.

My lips quivered and I slowly tried to detach our lips...

But his right hand gripped at my neck pressing his lips rather roughly again.

I didn't want it to stop.