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Mr. Do It

Mike: Do you know why?
He asked again as our lips parted. I opened my eyes to see a huge grin on his face.
Me: Um yea. I know. Now.

He laughed and went off humming to began to build a shelter. I wiped my lips, then regretted it.
How could I possibly think about the kiss when I can’t taste it anymore. Hmm, I could put flirt into action. Ya know, make him happy and all. Naw, too early. He kissed me, I must let him recover.

I decided to help with the shelter. It could be a rough night just under the stars, then again, it will be just the two of us.

Mike: Wipe that smirk off your face and help.
He laughed when I looked startled at his fake tone.
Me: Don’t gotta be rude, Mr. I Only Saved Her So We Could Do It.
He laughed again, louder, while putting down ropes and such for a roof of leaves. I busied myself making a fire, you don’t go to Girl Scouts for nothing. I didn’t notice until I turned to face him, but Mike was acutally checking me out.
Note to self: Be sure to show off my backside.

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