34| Effects Of A Hot Day

It was a comparatively hot day. After spending the whole Sunday locked in her room under the air conditioner, Zoey finally decided to leave her room in the evening. Wearing her black swimming costume, she made her way to the pool and jumped into it to take a swim. The cold water instantly calmed her warm skin.

After fifteen minutes of swimming, she settled herself in one corner of the pool and took a long sigh. She hated days like this when it was too hot to enjoy and hang out with her friends. All she could do to pass her time was watch seasons or take a swim.

She had just closed her eyes for a few moments when she heard footsteps entering the pool area. Opening her eyes, she found Travis staring at her in an awestruck manner. His eyes travelled down her body, lingering at certain spots.

"I came here to tutor Sam but he is taking a shower. So I thought we should discuss our Literature assignment till then." He said, all in one breath. There was sweat drops on his forehead and a faint blush was spreaded over his cheeks.

Zoey, amused by the dumbfounded look on his face, decided to amuse herself a little.

"Hop in." She said.

"What?" Travis asked in confusion.

"It's a pretty hot day. Come join me in the pool." Zoey explained with a smirk on her face.

"I'd rather not." Travis said, looking a little bewildered.

"You are so stiff, Travis. It's okay to loosen up a little every now and then." Saying this, Zoey swam towards the side of the pool where Travis was standing. Despite wanting to look away, he couldn't avert his eyes from her graceful movements.

"Zoey---"

"Come on, I dare you. Hop in." She challenged.

"I forfeit." Travis responded and Zoey gave him a stern look.

"Why? Are you afraid of water?" Zoey raised her eyebrows.

"No, why would I be afraid of water?" He fought back.

"Then afraid of me?" Zoey teased.

"I am not afraid of anything." Travis glared at her.

"Prove it." Zoey smirked.

"Fine." Saying that, Travis' hands went to the hem of his T-Shirt and he pulled it over his shoulders, revealing his toned body and lean muscles. Zoey bit her lips as Travis undid the button of his jeans and pulled it down, leaving just briefs behind.

Zoey swam to a side as Travis jumped into the pool, letting some of the water splash onto her.

"Happy?" He asked.

"Very." Zoey said, fighting the urge to erase the distance between their warm bodies.

Travis took a dive under the water and then reappeared with wet hair. He ran his fingers through them and Zoey noticed how his biceps bulged at this movement.

Zoey swam towards him, stopping inches away from him. She could easily feel the tension between them, thick enough to be cut with a knife. "Does it feel good?" She mumbled, swaying her wet hair over her right shoulder.

His Adam's apple moved up and down as he struggled not to look anywhere below her neck. "It does." He said, swimming a little away from her.

Zoey swam forwards, decreasing the distance between them once again. "Do you know what else feel good?" She whispered seductively.

Travis shook his head slowly, his hazel eyes locked in with her brown ones. Despite many attempted, he couldn't tear his eyes from her face. She was looking sensuously beautiful, almost ethereal.

"Do you want me to show you?" She decreased the distance between them to mere inches. He could practically smell her flowery scent from this close.

Travis didn't know how to react so he stayed still. His throat felt dry and there was a strange pull in his stomach, begging to be released.

Reaching him, Zoey rested her hands over his shoulder, supporting herself with his body. His skin felt soft and smooth under her touch, unlike she had expected.

"Have you ever kissed someone before?" She asked, looking deep into his eyes.

"Yes." He whispered, his voice deeper and more hoarse than usual.

It was just supposed to be harmless fun but Zoey didn't want to stop now, not before tasting those lips of him.

"A real kiss, not those childish pecks?" She asked again and this time, Travis shook his head in no. A smile appeared on Zoey's lips at this and she angled her head to reach his mouth. "Let's change that, shall we?"

With these words, Zoey's mouth landed on his, knocking the breath out of his lungs. She expected him to push her away but when he didn't, she smiled against her lips and increased the pressure. Her tongue grazed the entrance, coaxing him to open his mouth and let her slid her tongue inside.

The world around Travis silenced while the only thing he could hear was his own rapid heartbeat. He wanted to pull her even closer, feel the contours of her body against his own. Not able to control himself, he rested his hand on the nape of Zoey's head, angling her neck to deepen the kiss.

Their tongues fought against each other while Zoey's hands travelled down to his hard pecs, then to his toned waist. She caressed his smooth and surprisingly warm skin, cherishing how he was taking hold of her slowly.

When the urge to breathe overpowered the urge to kiss each other, they both parted away and took some deep breaths. This was the best kiss Zoey has had. It had left her breathless and wanting for more. Never had she ever felt the need to be close to someone like she was feeling right now.

Travis looked like his face was going to explode any minute now. He was flushed like a tomato and Zoey's own body was warmed up despite the cold water.

"Shit." She heard Travis mutter under his breath. "This shouldn't have happened." He said in a low voice while his dilated pupils said otherwise. Saying this, he pushed Zoey away from him and hopped out of the pool, collecting his clothes.

"It's okay, Travis. I enjoyed it and I think you did too, or at least some parts of your body did." She said, pointing towards the bulge in his briefs.

Travis' eyes widened at this and he hid his front behind his clothes. "I... I should l... leave." He said, panic clear from his voice.

"There is a bathroom there. You can change comfortably." She pointed towards the door and Travis rushed into it in the fastest speed possible.

Once he had left, Zoey heaved a sigh and plunged into the water to calm herself and her hormones.

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It took Travis ten minutes to calm his heartbeat. He couldn't believe he just kissed Zoey Crawford, the girl he once had a crush on and the girl he loved to hate, the girl that had been a troublemaker since the minute they first talked.

Every cell in his body was telling him to go back to her and finish what he left in the middle. The kiss had left him wanting for more, to once again feel her soft lips against his own. He wanted to do things to her, unholy things. He blamed it to the hot weather, otherwise he never let his desires control him.

Once he had calmed down and dressed up, he walked back inside, not daring to look at Zoey who was now swimming. Swiftly, he went back to the mansion and texted Sam that he would tutor him tomorrow.

He had almost walked out of the mansion when he heard his mother's voice calling him. Cursing his luck under his breath, he turned around and tried to act normal in front of her.

"What happened? Are you leaving?" Rose asked.

"Yeah, I wasn't feeling well." Travis lied. He was feeling a little too well.

"Your face is all flushed. What happened? Do you have a fever?" Rose said and touched his forehead.

"Umm... No... I mean yeah, a little." Travis stammered.

"Oh. Then go home, sweetheart. Take rest. I'll finish my work early and then come home to make you soup." Rose said in a tensed voice.

"It's okay, it is not that bad." He said.

"Why is your hair all wet? Is it sweat?" Rose asked in confusion, touching his brown locks.

Real sweat appeared on Travis's forehead this time on hearing this and he gulped. "I umm... I went to give Zoey notes and fell down in the pool."

"Oh." She whispered.

Before she could ask anything else, Travis excused himself and rushed out of that place. Once inside the car, he rested his head back and let out a muffled groan.

He knew he was screwed now. Whenever he will see Zoey, he won't be able to stop himself from imagining his lips over hers.

Royally screwed.

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