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So yeah, this camping trip came at a good time. He needs to get out of his head and away from his computer. He needs to recenter himself.
What I need right now is a strong, cool breeze. I’m fifteen weeks pregnant, and while I’m still not showing, it’s taking a lot more effort to do things. I’m sweating profusely.
Rafael looks like a freakin’ pack mule in front of me as he carries most of our belongings. I’m carrying a small backpack with my essentials—snacks, water (infused with electrolyte powder because regular water still makes me gag), and ginger chews. But honestly all this fresh air is putting my nausea at bay. Maybe I should live in the forest and give birth here. I already have a crunchy side to me; I could lean in and rock the Earth Mama look.
Raf’s teammate, Wheels, offered his family’s sixty acre-property near the Catskills. We have the whole place to ourselves, including the “cabin” near the front of the property. It’s a “cabin” in that it has a rustic aesthetic, but it’s huge and filled with every modern amenity you’d find at a high-end resort.
We didn’t come here for the resort lifestyle though. We came to camp and hike and be one with nature.
I will, however, be taking a long shower before we leave—mark my word.
“It’s only a little bit farther,” Raf says. “We’ll be right along a creek, so we can wash up after setting up camp.”
“Yes,” I groan. The idea of glorious cold creek water on my body makes my imaginary dick hard.
“It’s beautiful here,” he muses.
“I can’t believe you know someone that owns this much property in this location.”
“Wheels has that old family money.”
“Clearly.”
“It’s right up here. Do you hear the creek?”
I inhale. “I can smell it.” There’s already a clearing with a small fire pit, big enough for a couple tents between tall evergreens and oak trees.
“According to the DNR’s website,” he says, sloughing off his heavy bags, “Smokey the Bear says fire danger is low today, so we should be able to have a fire tonight.”
“Well, if Smokey says it’s okay, let’s do it.”
“Alright,” he sighs, assessing our surroundings. He’s wearing dark khaki hiking pants, boots, and a natural green long sleeve shirt with a black baseball hat. “I’ll set up the tent. Why don’t you take a break by the water and eat something?” he asks, looking at his wristwatch. “It’s been about three hours since you ate.” He takes a water test strip from a little package he kept in his pocket and bends down to dip it in the creek.
“Are you keeping track of how often I eat?”
“Of course I am,” he states matter-of-factly as he leans back up. “The doctor said you need to keep eating even when you don’t feel hungry to keep your blood sugar up.”
“Raf.”
He narrows his eyes on me, setting the test strip down on a nearby rock. “Ang, you’re not winning this one. Go put your bare feet in the water and eat, please.”
I am hot. And a little hungry. “Fine,” I mutter, as if this pains me.
“Thank you,” he says in a sing-song tone as he leans over to unhook the tent from his pack.
Sitting down on a stump close to the water’s edge, I roll up the bottoms of my slate gray pants to my knees, pull off my hiking boots, and peel off my thick socks. 1Already feeling twenty percent better, I grab a protein bar from my bag and scoot down from the stump to the creek’s edge. Dropping my feet in the crystal-clear water, I allow the freezing sensation to shoot through my body like an orgasm.
“You okay over there?” Raf asks.
“What?” I reply in a trance.
“You sound like a ghost was expelled from your body,” he laughs.
“Oh,” I giggle. “It’s nothing. I’m just having an orgasm courtesy of the creek water.”
He mutters something unintelligible, but I’m too lost to my own experience to care. Ever since Cora told me she’s been uncontrollably horny, it’s like my own arousal has increased ten-fold.
It doesn’t help that I live with a goddamn rugby player either. With his stupid fucking legs and his stupid fucking team crest tattooed on his upper thigh like a hussy. And his stupid fucking gorgeous pectorals that he can’t seem to put away. And his ridiculously broad shoulders with more slutty tattoos flowing down his bicep.
