My Love_(0)

He had known the camping trip wasn’t going to turn out the way he had hoped, but he had suggested it anyway. All he had wanted was to spend some time with his best friend. Their jobs at the hospital had begun to take its toll on them and he had thought this would be a great way to unwind. A nice weekend in the mountains just relaxing and enjoying nature but no, they had to up and disappear from the campsite and worry him to death. She never thought to tell him whenever she decided to disappear and normally it wouldn’t have bothered him so much, but they were in the middle of the woods where god knows what could happen to a lone girl in the woods by herself.

The sound of water brought Dean back to attention and he was at the waters edge in seconds. At first all he saw was a basket with a few flowers in it, but soon he saw the water begin to bubble, then with barely a ripple in the water, someone lifted themselves out of the pool and onto a large rock. Dean couldn’t believe his eyes, the person sitting on the outcropping was his fantasy, the girl Dean had been pining over for nearly a year, Claire.

He watched her, captivated by the beauty he saw in her form. The woman he loved just sat there, in full view of his eyes. He saw how her long dark hair traveled down her back. His eyes fell downward, following the dips and curves of her waist, hips and legs. Then his eyes traveled upward, taking note of how lean yet toned her figure was. How he longed to make that body his!

Then, beneath his fidgeting feet, a twig snapped. He immediately saw her leap to her feet and face the very spot where he was concealed among the thicket. This action exposed her breasts, which had previously been hidden from view. Then through his haze filled mind he heard her speak. “Who’s there! Show your face dammit”. She was obviously angry her tendency for profanity was showing, and an angry Claire was a bad thing to have on your hands. He figured he’d may as well reveal himself, maybe she wouldn’t be too angry with him.

“Dean?”. He heard her say, all anger leaving her voice. He stepped closer, relieved she was no longer angry. She smiled at him and sat down on the outcropping, patting the ground beside her as she began to wring her hair out. The aforementioned action causing her breasts to bounce ever so slightly. He stared for a moment before tearing his eyes away, blushing furiously. Dean heard her tinkling laugh before he heard her say, “Whats the matter, Dean?”. He shook his head at her seeming cluelessness about her lack of clothing. He simply shook his head and pointed down, mentioning for her look down at herself. His peripheral vision picked up her look of confusion before realization hit her. He expected her to scream, hit him, or something of that sort but all he heard was a light laugh. When he looked again only a small blush graced her cheeks as she said, ” Oh, Dean! Its just skin! Don’t be such a pervert!”. He shook his head at her nonchalant answer, and turned to head back to the campsite.

“Where are you going?”. He heard her ask. “I’m going to get you some clothes, where else?” He replied, as he turned back to the trail he’d made. He heard her tinkling laughter once more. ” No your not Dean. Your going to stay and swim with me.” She said with conviction.

Dean sighed, already dreading the certainty of those words. ” No.” He said, as he tried to leave again. Her footstep sounded behind him, telling him that she was walking in his direction. “I can tell you three good reasons why that’s a bad idea.”. He continued, trying to convince her to forget it. She giggled again, god how sweet that sounded. ” Well…lets hear them then.”. He knew she must get some enjoyment out of doing this, why else would she do it. He groaned, already seeing his chances of getting away shrinking. ” Number one: your completely nude. Number two: the water is probably freezing. And number three: I’m not getting my clothes wet.