Not gonna lie, it’s beautiful. I’m so proud of us.
"Me too." He takes out his phone and snaps a few pictures. "We should pay people to come see this. Like an art gallery. This is art."
Parker looks at Julian, a bit confused. It takes a moment, but realization spreads across his face and he bites the tip of his tongue, shaking his head. “No, I never told her. I pretty much forgot about it myself.”
"Oh," he says, his tone strange. He suddenly feels awful for reminding Parker of the incident after Parker had already forgotten it. He looks away for a moment. Then he stands and leaves.
"Well, aren’t you special."
He laughs. “So, what are you doing for your birthday?”
"About Blue? Yeah, she knows about that and is pretty torn up." He sighs.
"No, I mean…when we went to the club. What happened in the bathroom. Do you remember?"
"Ahh yes, thank you, kind sir." She leans back just enough to make it easier for him to take her shirt off, fighting a smile.
She glances at the door. “And…I’m pretty sure we have the cabin to our selves for a while.”
"We should probably begin. Here, let me help you with that, madam." He begins lifting her shirt to take it off.
"Like, what if you’ve got, like, hypothermia? I know first aid, and you need to remove the wet clothes and get warm fast." Tracing little shapes on his chest, she feigns seriousness. "Who are we to disobey these rules?”
"You’re absolutely right. And like, if I did have hypothermia, skin-to-skin contact is probably the fastest way for me to get warmed up."
Parker looks up at the other boy. “Yeah?”
"So, uh… Did you ever tell Nicola…?"