“Thanks for telling me,” I say as Nick starts the climb. “About the fight with Miles. I feel better knowing it’s not something I did to piss you off.”
“Nah, it’s my own shit, and honestly, I know the drinking isn’t helping. I’m working on it. I’ve only had one drink since I’ve been here.”
“That’s good. Now let's see if you still have your balance without the alcohol.”
He chuckles and proves to me he does by scaling the wall easily. I follow, and then we’re back to climbing over trees, walking along them, and trying to keep Sophia from falling over herself while looking at everything. But she doesn’t take a single photo.
She points things out to us, makes jokes, talks to each of us as we walk through the almost jungle. When the falls open up in front of us, she gasps and grabs my hands.
“Oh my gosh.” She’s dewy with sweat, obviously panting, but that look of wonder belongs on her face forever. “It’s beautiful.”
“Last one in pays for dinner!” Gunner yells, stripping and flinging himself into the water.
Sophia leans against me. “Alligators?”
“Nope.”
She nods then watches Nick and Holden undress. I’m waiting on her. I want to see this secret bathing suit, and I have a feeling when I see her in it, I’m going to want my hands on her. So I make myself be patient as she chews her bottom lip then reaches for her shorts.
She pops the button, well aware that she’s being watched by all of us, and slowly wiggles out of her shorts. Considering it’s a fucking thong, I know that she’s not going to be leaving here without plenty of that naughty fun she’s been craving.
Sophie goes for her dress, hesitates, then flashes a wicked smile. “You’ll see why I had to make you wait.”
And in one second, I’m thrilled she did.