Go to the Bathroom

You stand up and brush your pants.

“Excuse me,” you say to Owen. “I have to use the restroom.”

“Oh, no worries, Malc.”

You ignore him and look towards Bridgette as you face her, throwing another wink her way.

You turn and exit the cabin, going to the bathroom. You open the door and lean against the wall, waiting a moment.

After about a minute, you hear a knock, before she notices you haven’t locked the door. Bridgette opens the door and sees you standing there.

“Oh, hey Malcolm,” she says. “Sorry, didn’t mean to barge in on you or anything.”

“Of course not.”

You grab her shoulder and pull her into a kiss on the lips.

She is hesitant at first, even a bit resistant as your tongue tries to enter her mouth. However after a few seconds, she reciprocates it, allowing your tongue in and they begin to dance in tandem.

You feel her begin to pull away after a bit and pull away as well.

“M- Malcolm,” she says. “I- I- have a boyfriend.”

“Of course,” you say with a nod. “I am sorry if I made you do anything you did not feel comfortable with.”

She pauses, contemplating.

“No, that actually felt amazing. I’ve never felt like that before.”

You smile.

“Me neither, that was something else.”

Her face begins to grow red, as you pull her in for an embrace. You decide to go for the all or nothing play, which has the best chance of working in your mind.

“Well, I’m sorry about doing that to you. I’ll take all of the blame. Sorry, let me leave you.”

You move to slide past her, but as you do so, she grabs your arm.

“No!” She said, seemingly a bit louder than intended. “I mean, no, you don’t have to go.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, please.”

She pulls closer to you, and this time she initiated the kiss. You put up no debate and match her intensity. You two go at it for a few minutes before she separates as she reaches down to lift up her sweatshirt...