Definitely Not a Fairy Tale: The Sexy Bod (2)

"I told you I'm not interested! Stop asking me things that doesn't make sense. I know you're half- Brazilian, half- Canadian hottie but I don't like you and for the hundredth times yes, leave me alone!"

"Hey, Char. Why are you stabbing that rock? And are you speaking alone again? I knew you're my friend and all, with all your craziness. Holy shocks, is that..." Olivia stopped talking and gaped.

Holy shocks indeed. They've delivered the relief goods to the families in need, done their research about the profile of the villagers for their Master's Degree ( which is their second reason for joining this relief operation) and currently they were resting in a river bank after a tiring walk going back to the town. It's just the first hour of walking back, and they need two more. Their group decided to rest and some were tempted to soak and swim in the clean and cold water. And now the soldiers were shirtless out of their uniforms. The fangirl in her friend is full on out- squeaking and tucking her hair behind her ears.

"I'm not crazy, ok? It's just my way of releasing tension and my inner thoughts. And will you stop ogling them? You're so obvious." she said in a slightly annoyed and amazed tone.

"Look at those pecks, you can't blame me. It's my first time seeing abs. This trip is so worth it!" Olivia squeals more and fell to her feet in the slimy rocks.

"Careful, now. Tsk. Ugh, I need to relieve myself again. Where will I do it?" she anxiously asked. She just can't agree to her friend how well-sculpted those soldiers are, specially that blue-eyed one.

"Ek, in the water? or in that bush? Can't you hold it a little?" Olivia's focus remain on the men. She leave her be and wander to the grassy part of the meadow.

Humming her favorite song, One Day, she leisurely smile imagining herself as the droplets of water running on Jake's bare torso. Busy with her musing, she doesn't notice him coming.

"So, you're reggae at heart, clumsy at hand, and nerd inside?" he sexily smile at her gaping self showing those pearly whites.

No, not sexily. Gobdannit!

"Ermm, you're judgemental, you're arrognt, and a wrong-gramming bare abs! Ehh, Where is your shirt?" she hastily turn around but his close-up image is photographically imprinted to her mind.

"Come on, surely you saw men half dressed before? And besides, don't wander this far. This place is known as a dangerous rendezvous of the rebels." he looked around scouting the perimeter for any threats.

"I didn't know. Let's go back then." she turned to walk away.

"Charlotte..." 

"Yes?"

"Can be friends us?"

to be continued...

by dapithapon