''What if I don't want to join?'' I ask.
''Then . . . I'll stay at home with you. We can have the whole place to ourselves,'' He leans in closer as a smirk appears, winking afterwards which causes me to chuckle; realising that it's actually quite tempting even though it's only a joke.
''How . . . tempting,'' I wink back, not realising the distance between us have lessen as he chuckles.
''So, what's your choice? Out camping or stay at home with me and we can spend 'our' own quality time,'' He laughs even louder before teasingly placing his free hand on my waist.
''The thought of staying home with you when you have it all sorts of ideas is creeping me out. So, bud, we're going camping.'' I reply, walking past him as he follows beside me, his chuckles getting louder and louder with every step he takes.
The sun is shining brightly above our heads as we walk towards a shady tree; catching up with Alain, Marc and Mia. My lips curve up into a smile at the sight of Alain running around with Mia, teasing her without giving her a chance to run away.
''Idiot brother!'' Mia shouts, laughing.
''Put it over there,'' Marc says, pointing near the tree; gesturing for Aidan to place the bag there.
The morning seems to have passed rather quickly than expected as we both prepare ourselves. Aidan and Alain were busy putting up the tents for tonight while Marc and Diana were prepping chickens for the barbecue in a couple of hours. As for Harley, Mia and I . . . we gathered firewoods.
My eyes wander down to my wrist watch and see it's fifteen minutes before four; leaving me to look up, seeing Aidan near our tent.
''Want some help?'' I ask as soon as I'm close enough, causing him to look up and meet my eyes.
Within seconds, I'm already crouching to match his current position. ''I'm just finishing. By the way, I want to show you something.'' He replies before standing up, gesturing for me to follow him.
''What are you going to show me?'' I ask, bumping onto his arm.
He chuckles, ''It's a surprise. It won't be one if I tell you,'' He replies, looking down at my hand that has been hitting onto his for the past couple of minutes which has probably annoyed him.
To my surprise, he starts to grab onto my hand which causes my eyes to widen before looking up at him but he doesn't seem phased. His eyes are looking down as he walks without even bothered by how or more shocked I am by the sudden gesture.
Not only does his hands are perfectly warm to ease the coldness from creeping in my body but it seems to also fit perfectly with mine.
''There. That would keep you still,'' He continues to speak, referring to my hand while I try my best to hide away the smile from appearing on my face. For some unknown reason, I feel happy for the way he's treating me now even though it's not any different than the way he used to treat me.
''So . . . '' I awkwardly mutter.
''So?'' He raises an eyebrow, ''How's this holiday in Texas for you? Brings back some old memories?'' He asks, wanting to start a conversation instead of keeping quiet.
''If you think the memories are like when you ran around naked in the backyard . . . then, yeah. Good unforgettable memories are really haunting inside my head but if you're talking about how we used to go around looking for flowers, I still remember how much you liked daisies.'' I reply.
Aidan responds by laughing, ''I think when it comes to running around naked or seeing each other naked when we were kids, it's pretty much a win-win situation. You've seen me naked and I've seen you naked . . . don't you think we were fated since we were kids? Fated to see ourselves naked?'' He laughs even louder, leaning his head back as he doesn't even try to control his laughter from getting louder.
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