When Summer Ends (7 page)

“Don’t push your luck, Will,” I scoffed. “Come on let’s get
this done before I change my mind. If I don’t like it then we go watch a movie,
deal?” I bargained.

He nodded and held the smaller of the two rings still for me
to climb in. “Stand at the front and open your legs, relax, and then kind of
sit back onto it,” he instructed.

I laughed wickedly. “Right, and you say that to all of the girls
I bet.”

He laughed. “Only the beautiful ones,” he replied, winking
slyly at me.

I lowered myself into the ring gripping the handles for dear
life. “Oh crap,” I muttered over and over. I tried to ignore Will chuckling at
me. He was just about to push me off the edge when I screamed, grabbing hold of
the leg of his jeans. “No! Aren’t you coming too?” I squealed, giving him my
begging face.

“Damn, that’s a cute face,” he said, laughing and shaking his
head at me.

“Please! Can’t we go at the same time?” I begged, struggling
to get out of my ring. I frowned.
Wow, getting out of one of these isn’t the
easiest thing to do in the world.

Will put his hand on my shoulder, pushing me back down into
the ring. He leant over me, smiling wickedly. “It’ll cost you,” he whispered. His
face was inches from mine, his eyes flicked down to my lips for a split second.
I nodded quickly and grabbed the front of his sweater, pulling him forwards so
his lips crashed to mine. He smiled against my lips and pulled away smirking at
me. “I was thinking more like five bucks but hey that works too,” he joked,
laughing. He pressed his lips to mine again for a second and then stood back
up.

I watched as he settled himself into his ring, using his
foot to stop him from going over the edge. He grabbed my hand, interlacing our
fingers. “Ready?” he asked. I nodded. Immediately he lifted his foot. His hand jerked
against mine and suddenly we were both hurtling down the hill. We were going so
fast I could barely breathe, but I couldn’t stop laughing with that amused
fright that you get on roller coasters. I probably hurt his hand because of how
tight I gripped it, but he didn’t complain.

Within a few seconds we were at the bottom. I couldn’t stop
laughing.
That was awesome!
I clambered awkwardly out of my ring,
jumping up and down, squealing excitedly. “Oh God, I want to go again! Can we
go again?” I asked, giggling and turning back to him. As soon as I turned, a
snowball smacked me right in the leg. I squeaked from the shock of it and
looked up at Will, confused.  
Did he just throw that at me?
“I thought
you said it wasn’t allowed?” As soon as the words left my mouth another
snowball sped towards me. I barely had time to turn around and cover my face
before it smacked into my back. “Oh game on!” I called, grabbing a load of snow
and lobbing it at him.

We had a huge snowball fight at the bottom of the hill. One
of my throws hurtled straight past him and smacked straight into a young kid on
skis. The kid looked up shocked; I giggled and pointed at Will, blushing like
crazy, trying to look innocent. Will was laughing his ass off. The kid started
to laugh as he kicked off his skis and joined in the fight. After that almost
everyone in the whole place joined in, taking off skis and snowboards, running
around trying to pelt each other with snow.

We quickly divided into two teams, boys verses girls, which
I must say was pretty fair in my book considering there were almost twice as
many girls. I threw a couple at the kids and a few at the dads, but my attention
was firmly fixed on Will - who actually seemed happy just to hit as many people
as possible, boys or girls, he didn’t seem to care.

I crept up behind him and tapped his shoulder. He turned
back to me, laughing. “Hey,” I whispered, biting my lip trying to look sexy. My
plan must have worked as his eyes flicked down to my lips. I raised one eyebrow
and he grinned before bending down and placing his lips against mine softly. I
almost forgot what I was trying to do because the kiss was so sweet.

When I regained my composure, I grinned against his lips and
pulled away quickly, smashing my handful of snow on the back of his head. I
giggled uncontrollably when the snow started to fall down the back of his
sweater. He gasped and jerked forward. His wide eyes held a mixture of accusation
and amusement. The shocked look on his face made me laugh so hard I could
barely breathe.

He composed himself quickly and grabbed me, tackling me to
the ground gently. His body pressed against mine as he pinned me down with his
weight. I tried to wriggle out from underneath him, but he just held me still
easily, grabbing my arms and pinning them above my head. He freed one of his
hands and scooped up a handful of snow. Still pinning my hands down, he bent
his head, pulling the fleece up with his teeth, exposing my stomach.

I squealed and laughed like a lunatic as his hand rubbed the
cold snow onto my stomach. “Stop, stop!” I squeaked breathlessly.

He did stop, but not because I asked him to. His hand
stopped moving and I felt him fingering my belly button, looking at me a little
shocked. “You have a piercing?” he inquired, letting go of my hands and pushing
himself up so he was straddling me still pinning my legs to the freezing floor.
I could feel the wet seeping into my clothes, but I didn’t care, all I could
focus on was the lustful expression on his face as he lifted my top higher to
have a look at the platinum bar I had through my navel. He definitely liked it,
and I liked him liking it. My whole body was starting to get warm as my mouth
started to water; he still hadn’t taken his eyes, or fingers, off of it.

I took advantage of his distraction and twisted to the side,
throwing him off of me. I squealed and jumped up, running as fast as possible to
the little group of girls off to one side. I could hear him laughing behind me.

After another half an hour my hands were stinging with the
cold. I could see Will crouched down with a group of boys and their dads on the
other side of the arena. There were about fifty snowballs all made ready in
front of them, just waiting to pounce.

Oh man, I’ve really had enough.
My whole body was
shaking with the cold, my clothes were soaked, my perfectly straightened hair
was now dripping wet and hanging in rats tails around my face.
I must look extremely
attractive!

“Will, I’ve had enough!” I shouted. I purposefully stayed
hidden in my little safe spot where I was crouched behind one of the fences at
the side of the slope.

“Okay, come on then, let’s go,” he shouted back. His voice
had an amused, yet challenging twang to it.

He doesn’t mean that at all, he just wants me out of my
safe place. Damn competitive boy.
“Seriously, I’ve had enough, I’m cold.” I
turned and peeked out, looking in the direction he was hidden. A snowball
whizzed in my direction. I just managed to get my head back in behind the fence
in time.
Jeez, he’s a good throw.

“Will, please, can we leave? I promise I’ve had enough,” I
begged.

“Is this a trick?”

“No, I promise,” I vowed. “I’m now stepping out.” I pushed
myself out, stepping out with my hands up in surrender. Almost immediately
about ten snowballs all flew over towards me. I screamed and jumped back behind
the fence. I groaned.
I don’t want to stay here all night!
“Will, I need
to pee!” I whined.

I could hear him laughing and talking to the boys on his
team. “Okay come on then, come out and we’ll leave,” he called, sounding more
genuine this time. I chanced a peek over the fence. Nothing flew in my
direction so I pushed myself up slowly. I breathed a sigh of relief when
nothing happened, and smiled as I walked over to him. He was standing on the
side waiting for me by the staff door.

I was half way across the slope when the boys team let rip.
There was no cover at all. All I could do was turn my back and cover my head as
I was pelted all over with snow. Suddenly arms wrapped around me, turning me to
the side. I turned my head to see that Will had wrapped himself around me so
the snow missiles were hitting him instead. He was laughing which made his
chest vibrate against my back as he pressed his cheek to the top of my head,
covering me completely.

“It’ll stop in a minute, they’ll run out then we’ll make a
run for it,” he assured me, still laughing.

“Was this your plan? Get me out in the open?” I accused
playfully, pressing into him further, loving the feel of his warmth against my
cold body.

“No, I told them we were stopping now, we agreed, then they
all started throwing when you got halfway,” he replied, shaking his head. “It’s
slowing down; get ready to run for the staff door.” After another few seconds
he pulled away from me and grabbed my hand dragging me along at full speed
towards the exit. “Same time next week, guys,” he shouted as we got to the
door. He pushed me in first and slammed the door shut as a few snowballs hit
the door causing loud bangs.

I burst out laughing. “That was seriously fun,” I admitted, shaking
my hands, trying to get them warmer.

He walked up to me and cupped my face in his chilly hands.
“You look like you have frost bite.”

“I feel like I’ve got frost bite. My fingers are numb,” I pouted.

He smiled and took hold of one of my red hands, raising it
to his lips, putting two fingers into his mouth. It was so warm that I gasped in
shock. His eyes never left mine as he pulled them out and inserted another two.
I had another idea about how to warm the other hand so I pushed my hand up his
shirt, putting it on his stomach, trying desperately not to show any reaction
to the muscles I could feel there. He grunted and his body stiffened, his eyes
went a little wider as I warmed my hand on his body while he sucked on my
fingers. I could feel my body starting to warm up, the trembling easing up a
little.

He pulled my hand away from his mouth. “Better?” he asked. His
voice was so husky and sexy that my body immediately started to tremble again,
but it wasn’t from the cold this time.

I nodded. “My lips are a little cold,” I teased.

He smiled. “Really? Mine too,” he whispered, bending his
head and pressing his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, gripping
my hands into his wet and icy hair, pressing my body to his. He pushed me
against the wall gently, kissing me deeply. His kissing was so beautiful that
it almost made me lose myself in it. One of his cold hands found its way under
my top, his fingers playing with my belly button again.

I smiled against his lips and he pulled away, pressing his
forehead to mine. His eyes were shining with lust and passion. I could tell it
was hard for him to stop, but he was probably trying not to rush me after what
I said about him being a player. “I should probably get you home before you
catch pneumonia, your clothes are soaked,” he suggested, looking me over
slowly.

“You’re wet too,” I commented, brushing some ice from his
shoulder.

“That’s what she said.”

I rolled my eyes and tried not to smile. “I hate those jokes.”

“Yeah so do I, I actually can’t believe I just said that.” He
shook his head, laughing. When he stepped back, he held out a hand out to me
again, looking hopeful. I smiled and placed my hand in his. “So you’ve forgiven
me for the teasing now?” he asked as we walked out of the building into the
cold night.

I narrowed my eyes at him jokingly. “Not really, you still have
some making up to do.”

“Awesome. That’s what I was hoping you’d say,” he replied,
grinning as he opened the car door for me to get in.

“Yeah? What does that mean?”

“Means you have to see me again.” His cocky smirk was back
again in full force as he started the engine, turning the heat up to full blast
and aiming both of the air vents at me. I chewed on my lip because that was a
sweet little move he’d made. On the drive home I warmed my hands and melted the
ice crystals from my hair.

He pulled up outside and cut the engine. “Are you going to
invite me in to warm me up?” he flirted.

“Sure why not. My parents are home so as long as you’re okay
with getting warmed up with them there,” I agreed, nodding to their car in the
drive.

He smiled and unbuckled his seatbelt reaching for the door
handle.
Wait, what? Is he serious?
I started to panic. I couldn’t have
my dad scare him off yet. “Whoa, bit early for meet the parents,” I said
quickly.

He laughed incredulously. “You met mine yesterday,” he
countered, shrugging easily, not looking phased by meeting my parents at all.

I gulped and nodded. “Yeah but your parents didn’t threaten
to cut my genitalia off like my dad will,” I stated, watching as that sank in.

His hand moved back off of the door handle as he grinned
sheepishly. “Okay fine, we’ll leave it for tonight then.”

I giggled. “Wimp,” I joked, leaning over and pressing my
lips to his again. He tangled his hand into the back of my hair making my whole
body burn and thrum with excitement.
Jeez how the hell is he doing this to
me? How can he just waltz into my life and make me feel like this? This isn’t
fair.

“So… tomorrow night?” he asked hopefully as I pulled away.

I nodded grinning as I jumped out of his jeep and
practically skipped up the drive to my house. I turned at the door and waved
before letting myself in the house. I sighed contentedly as I heard his car
pull away. A happy smile was painted on my face as I skipped into the kitchen
to arrange my flowers.  

My mom came into the kitchen while I was putting the
finishing touches to my flowers. “What on earth happened to you?” she asked
with wide eyes as she took in my dishevelled and icy form.

I sighed dreamily. “I had the best date ever, that’s what
happened,” I gushed, smiling. I picked up the vase and headed towards my room,
kissing her cheek on the way past. “Goodnight. Love you, Mom,” I said before
dancing up the stairs.