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“That’s a really good way to explain it.” Nila looks up at me. “Did you learn that in therapy?”
“No, just the internet.” I crack a smile.
She giggles, the awkward tension dissipating between us. “I guess Dr. Google can give good information sometimes.”
“I’d say rarely, but yeah.”
We walk for a little while in silence, and then I call out to her. “Nila?”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t mind sleeping in the bathtub.”
Chapter Fifteen
Nila
“Welcome to Lake Stillwater,” Tina says to Cameron and me. Apparently, we’re (yet again) the only ones who opted to go kayaking today. It’s okay though. I have no desire to socialize with mostly angry people.
And kayaking definitely beats stone painting…
Although, I’ll admit, I’m starting to feel nervous around Cameron.
After that near-kiss yesterday, it’s all I’ve been able to think about.
Everything in my body was screaming for me to let him kiss me, and his hands on my waist and hips gave me sensations I don’t think I’ve ever had before.
But still, it’s not right.
“Have you ever kayaked before?” Tina asks us.
“Yeah,” I answer her, still distracted by my own thoughts.
Cameron slept in the bathtub again last night, and I know he’s sore. Every now and then, he winces. But if I ask him, he blows me off.
“I haven’t,” Cameron admits with a shrug. “I prefer boats with motors. It’s a lot less work.”
Tina blinks at him, and my guess is she’s heard that joke more than once. “Kayaking is good for the soul. It allows you to listen to nature while also engaging your body.”
Cameron rolls his eyes and I fight back the urge to laugh. I manage to hold it in, and the two of us get ready to climb into the kayaks. Tina continues to give us directions, and I follow them, climbing into my kayak with ease. Cameron does the same, though he tips and rocks more than me.
It makes sense though. He is a big guy.
“Okay, I’ve walked you through the safety procedures. Stay close to the shore. Someone will meet you back here in a couple of hours.”
“Thanks, Tina,” I tell her, smiling as I paddle out and away from the bank.
She nods and then disappears back toward the building. I watch her go and then turn to Cameron, who’s awkwardly trying to maneuver himself.
“Well, kayaking is clearly not a natural thing for me.” He grimaces. “I did not expect it to be this hard.”
“It’s not hard,” I tell him, shaking my head. “You just need to move your body in relation to how you’re paddling.”
“What?”
I roll my eyes. “Quit rocking so much.”
“Right.” He sighs. “This is ridiculous.”
