I scrambled onto a large boulder, lay flat on my belly and dipped my fingers in.He layed down next to me, “I’ve got something to confess.”“Oh?” I tried to sound careless, I didn’t turn to him, “what’s that?”“I’ve wanted to kiss you for weeks.”The touch of the water on my fingers went away. I stilled, hoping I’d not heard him right. My eyes stayed focused on the shimmering surface of the lake.I took a shaky breath, “I bet you say that to all the girls,” I joked.“Not all,” he admitted ruefully, a smile in his voice.I scrambled up to my knees but kept my back to him, “Is this where I melt with gratitude?”He stuck his face beneath mine, rested his head brazenly in my lap. I looked down into his narrowed darkened eyes, “I would never say no to any sort of melting,” he winked outrageously.I blushed and was glad that the night hid it.He let out a rueful chuckle, “I know-”“Lola!” My dad’s roar sent me reeling, I jumped to my feet, leaving Jake prone on the boulder, he quickly rebalanced and stood beside me.
