Heather teases Gavin

As Heather entered their room she saw Gavin deeply involved in his game that he had been playing all day. "That boy is out here with the cabin, the forest, and all these beautiful girls and all he can do is play his game. I need to get his mind on other things," she thought.

"Hey Gav, hows the game?"

"Fine."

He didn't look up, Heather frowned.

"Well, I'm going to take a shower and get dressed so we can start making dinner."

No reaction.

Heather walked over to her bathroom door and dropped her towel. She then took one step into the bathroom and pulled down her bikini bottoms. She took another step around the corner and removed her bikini top. She started the shower, waiting for it to reach the right temp, then stepped in, pausing a moment before she pulled the shower curtain closed.

Gavin had been trying to act like he wasn't checking Heather out, but had been sneaking peaks every moment he could. When she dropped the towel from her waist he almost gasped at her beautiful ass just feet from him. But when she stopped and pulled off her bikini bottom he almost completely lost it. Seeing that perfect ass in all it's glory was just too much. She had stepped around the corner to remover her top but he could still see her in the mirror. Sadly the angle was wrong and he had been denied a full view of those breasts. He heard his phone play the womp womp womp song telling him he had lost that round. He didn't care. The bigger loss was that he'd been denied a view he had been lusting over for months. Seeing Chloe getting on with Kurt had upset him, but thinking of the possibility of him and Heather drove him wild. "Maybe she's trying to tease me?" he hoped. "Or maybe she's just comfortable with her body and I was an afterthought," his insecurity told him. But that pause. That pause after she'd stepped into the shower. Her back to the mirror but turning and looking into the mirror like maybe she was performing for just him... He reached down and adjusted himself, rubbing his cock a few times at the thought. "And tonight we will share a bed." If he had been asthmatic that thought would have sent him diving for his inhaler. At that moment he wished he had the courage to stand up, strip, and go join her in the shower. But he could never do that, could he?