Chapter 1118 Do You Have Feelings for Ryan?
Ryan whipped out his phone, snapped a pic of the scene, and shot it over to Billy: [Dude, Samantha and Alfred are making moves fast!]
Billy hit back with a bunch of exclamation marks: [What the heck? Where are you guys? How did they end up kissing? Did Alfred spill his guts to Samantha, and she said yes?]
Ryan replied: [Chill, Billy! We’re just camping and playing Truth or Dare.]
Billy: [Got it. But Ryan, tell Alfred to keep it classy with Samantha.]
Billy was worried Alfred might push things too far.
Ryan: [Don’t you want them to get serious sooner? This way, even if Samantha’s on the fence, she’ll have to make a move.]
Billy sent an eye-roll emoji: [Don’t be dumb, man. Remember what I said!]
Ryan: [Relax, Samantha’s my cousin. I got this.]
Ryan glanced up at Samantha and Alfred locking lips, feeling a bit thirsty. His eyes drifted to Lykke’s red lips, wondering if he’d pick Truth or Dare when it was his turn.
The kiss finally broke, and both Samantha and Alfred were catching their breath.
Samantha’s face was all flushed. "I’m gonna hit the restroom."
Alfred, sounding rough, said, "I’ll come with you."
Samantha quickly shot back, "No need."
Ryan chimed in, "Alfred, chill out and let her breathe."
Alfred stopped, his Adam’s apple bobbing, eyes sparkling. He’d dreamed of this kiss a million times and couldn’t believe it was real. He pinched himself; yep, it hurt. Not a dream.
"Alright, let’s keep going." The group got back to the game.
This time, it was Ryan’s turn.
Ryan grinned. "Dare."
Elowen and Thalassa exchanged a look, and Thalassa gave Elowen a wink, signaling her to come up with something.
Elowen’s eyes lit up. "Alright, do a hundred push-ups."
Ryan thought Elowen would come up with something wild, but push-ups? His smile faded, a bit let down.
Just as he was about to say something, Elowen added, "Wait, not just any push-ups. You gotta have a girl under you, and kiss her with each push-up."
Ryan’s disappointed look turned excited. Now this was interesting.
Elowen teased, "Ryan, can you handle it?"
Ryan, lost in thought, snapped back. "What?"
Elowen smirked, "Can’t do a hundred push-ups?"
"Seriously? Watch me."
Ryan stood up and reached out to Lykke. "Help me out here."
Lykke rolled her eyes at Elowen. "You really know how to stir things up."
Elowen grinned. "All for you!"
"Thanks a lot." Lykke smiled and lay down on the open ground without hesitation.
Ryan stretched a bit and then got into position.
"Let’s do this." The group started counting, watching Ryan kiss Lykke with each push-up.
When Samantha came back after cooling off, she saw a pretty steamy scene. Ryan was on top of Lykke, their lips practically glued together. Her eyes went wide.
"They’re doing a push-up game," Alfred whispered in her ear, filling her in on the rules.
Samantha nodded, getting the gist. She was just curious how they ended up like that.
Alfred continued, "For the last push-up, Elowen pulled a fast one and stepped on Ryan’s back. He was wiped out, so it ended up like this."
Samantha covered her mouth, laughing. "Elowen really knows how to stir things up."
"Totally."
They were super close, Alfred’s breath tickling her ear. Thinking about their earlier kiss, Samantha’s face heated up again.
Samantha pretended to check the time. "Isn’t the meteor shower about to start? I’m gonna go watch it."
Alfred said, "I’ll come with you."
This time, Samantha didn’t say no. They walked to a nearby open spot. The night sky was dotted with stars, like a million little eyes winking. Laughter echoed from behind.
Samantha sat on the ground, looking up at the endless sky, feeling super peaceful. Before long, a meteor streaked across the sky. She widened her eyes, grabbing Alfred’s hand excitedly. "Alfred, a meteor!"
Alfred smiled. "I see it."
"You guys should hurry and watch the meteor shower," Samantha called out to the others, then closed her eyes to make a wish.
Alfred, next to her, also closed his eyes and made a wish, hoping for Samantha’s eternal happiness and well-being.
As night fell, the group, having had their fun, got ready to sleep. The two couples naturally paired off. Of the remaining four, Samantha shared a tent with Lykke. Alfred and Ryan bunked together.
Lykke asked as they lay down, "Samantha, you actually like Alfred, don’t you?"
Samantha was quiet for a moment. "I think I’m still young and figuring things out. Maybe I like him, but maybe in a few years, I won’t."
Samantha thought this because she realized she had feelings for both Wesley and Alfred. It felt like a sign of immaturity and teenage hormones.
Today she liked one person, tomorrow it might be someone else. So Samantha didn’t want to date because this kind of immaturity could hurt her and others.
"Everyone grows up from being immature," Lykke said, "Samantha, don’t stress so much. Youth is short. If you like Alfred, go for it."
Samantha was noncommittal. "What about you? Do you have feelings for Ryan?"
Lykke’s eyes flickered. "Well, I’m not telling you."
Samantha laughed. "You don’t have to say it; I know. Ryan’s a charmer. Anyone who gets close to him will be attracted."
Lykke said, "Then I’ll be the exception."
Samantha turned to look at her. "Do you really have no feelings for Ryan?"
Lykke yawned. "I’m so sleepy, let’s just sleep."
Samantha laughed. She knew it; Lykke definitely had feelings for Ryan.
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