Zack and Hannah arrive at the other cabin

Soon enough, Zachary and Hannah had crossed over to the other cabin and went inside it. He sighed, the sight of Victoria laughing with Dustin still weighing heavily in his mind. Zack couldn’t forget it and now it seemed he was ruining everyone else’s trip because of his girl troubles. He knew this whole game of pool was something cooked up by his sister and her best friend to spare him the pain of watching Vicky with her ex-boyfriend.

“Hey, Hannah,” He said, causing the blonde girl to turn around and look at him. “Sorry you got stuck with me, I know you probably wanted to enjoy the lake after lunch.”

Hannah gave him a small smile, even with Heather after him, her friend’s brother was beginning to feel undeserving of attention due to all the cold shouldering Victoria was subjecting him to.

“Zachary,” She said in a sympathetic voice. “The lake isn’t going away, I can go tomorrow.”

“Uhn, and what if it rains?” Zack retorted with a slight frown.

Hannah chuckled in response. “Then we can rope Heather into bringing all of us here again in the summer,” She replied, raising an eyebrow. “Sounds good?”

Zack smiled. “Yeah, it’d probably be great to come back here someday.” He answered, looking at his female companion.

“You know what?” Hannah inquired in a playful tone. “I think you’re just stalling so you don’t get your ass kicked. Am I right?”

Zack spluttered. “Of cour…se, not,” He stammered. “I’ve gotten pretty good since the last time we played.”

“Ooohh, tough words, little Zackie,” Hannah laughed, turning her back to him. “C’mon, I’ll be the judge of that.”

Zack chuckled at his sister’s friend’s banter and followed her downstairs to the rec room where the pool table was waiting for them. As they set up the balls and chose their cues, Zachary wondered if he would be able to follow through on his words and beat Hannah, something he seldom managed to do ever since she taught him the game.

“So, eight-ball?” Hannah asked, with a hand on her waist and the other holding the cue, a stance that had Zack remembering just how sexy he always found Hannah Woodsen.

“Of course,” He replied with a grin and gestured to the table. “Ladies first.”

Hannah smiled. “How gentlemanly of you, sir.” She teased, taking her position at the end of the table. With a last grin at her younger opponent, the blonde struck the white ball.