Erik is being a "perfect gentleman"

"God he's laying it on thick," Sayen exclaimed.

silence

"Axe!" she whispered loudly, nudging him as they heard a roar of thunder.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I guess I drifted off. How long has it been?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid if I check my phone they'll see the light. But, it feels like it's been an hour or so, and she has already had 3 or 4 drinks. You are the one who is supposed to be keeping my drunk ass awake"

"No way, she never drinks. What is he doing to her? I can't really see from here."

"Then move closer... just don't bite," she giggled.

She smiled in the dark as she felt him move up against her, then pull away. So shy, she thought.

"She's the one asking for the drinks. Amazing how well their voices carry into the room while the music doesn't, probably because they are closer. Anyway, he's been a 'perfect gentleman,' of course that's his play."

"What do you mean?" Axe asked.

"Makayla's a good girl, she'd never cheat on Alex. If he goes at her hard she'll slap him and run away. But if he compliments her, compliments him, but makes subtle digs he can work his way into her mind."

"Wow!" Axe exclaimed at Sayen's knowledge of what was happening. If there was anyone who had "no game, he knew it was him.

"Remember, I fell for his game once," she replied. "Or twice," she mumbled to herself.

Makayla was so angry, upset... and drunk at this point she didn't even notice the storm outside. After what had happened between them, she had been worried about being alone with Erik, but he had been supportive and comforting and even amusing at times. She checked her phone. She had been at the cabin an hour and no phone call, nothing. Her anger was rising.

"I'm sure they just got delayed or something, it is raining a little bit," Erik stated, "I mean you and Gaby are friends, they'd never do that to you. At least he's not out with Sayen, I wouldn't trust her."

In a more sober state Erik's words would have been laughable to Makayla, but with all that had happened they only propped up her worst fears. It had always bugged her that he had remained friends with Gaby after what she did to Matt. And Sayen, she seemed to have swooped in as a new friend out of nowhere... and they had wanted Sayen to go on the hike too, she remembered.

"That asshole!" Sayen had seen red at the mention of her name, "I would never...."

She then felt Axe's comforting hand on her shoulder and started to calm down.

"Why don't we just go out there and put an end to this?" Axe asked.

"If we come out now they'll either wonder what we were doing this whole time or wonder why were spying. That's neither good for either of our relationships with Erik, and Makayla..."

Again Axe figured Sayen knew better. But then they looked up both were gone. They got up and ran to the door, but stopped because of the storm.

"If anything was going to happen, it was going to happen here, we might as well wait out the storm," Sayen said consoling Axe.

Makayla was drunk, and tired and decided she just wanted to go to her room. Seeing the storm Erik offered to escort her back to the main cabin, to "make sure she didn't fall or get hurt." They both got drenched and when they reached the cabin Makayla headed up to her room, Erik following her. When she got to her room she turned around to thank him but he moved closer, pinning her against her against the door. Erik looked up and down her body, her soaked shirt clinging to her breasts and the cold rain making her nipples visible.

"I have to say. I know he's a good guy... but he's a fool for choosing to go hiking instead of being with you. God you are beautiful."

Makayla gulped, and was about to speak up when she felt his hand on her stomach. She looked down and noticed the bulge in his pants. She began breathing faster.

"You know, I figured it was a little unfair, you got to feel mine, but I didn't get to feel yours," he said. Then seeing her eyes widen he added, "Your stomach I mean."

He slipped his hand down under her wet shirt and as she felt his fingers on her bare skin, she closed her eyes. His hand slowly moving up her stomach, she was both terrified and incredibly turned on wondering how far he would go. Would he just feel her tight stomach? Would he grab her breasts? Pinch her nipples? She felt herself trembling at the thought. She felt his hand going higher until it hit the bottom of her bra. She froze, not even breathing, until he began lowering his hand. As he reached the bottom of her shirt he slipped just tiny bit of his finger under her shorts and lightly tugged at them before letting go.

"Very nice," he said. "I'll see you tomorrow," he added, brushing his hand against her cheek then turning and leaving.

Makayla stood shocked, then quickly entered her room and closed the door behind her. Seeing Gaby's empty bed, she crumpled down to the floor.