Get Dressed

By the time breakfast is finished, the beach house somehow feels even warmer than it did earlier that morning. Pancake plates sit abandoned on the coffee table beside half-finished mugs of coffee while music drifts lazily through the living room speaker. Sunlight spills across the hardwood floors in soft golden streaks, and somewhere outside beyond the balcony, waves continue crashing steadily against the shore.

Jane stays curled against your side on the couch for another few minutes after eating, still pressed comfortably against you while your fingers drift slowly through her hair.

“You’re gonna fall asleep again,” you tease softly.

“I absolutely could,” Jane replies while smiling against your shoulder.

You laugh quietly while she steals one last bite of pancake directly off your plate.

“You already finished yours,” you point out.

“And yet yours still looked better,” she replies smugly.

“You’re unbelievable.”

“I’m adorable,” Jane corrects confidently.

Honestly? She has a point.

Eventually though, she glances toward the bright sunlight outside the balcony windows before sighing dramatically.

“Okay,” Jane says reluctantly. “We should probably actually leave this house at some point.”

“That sounds exhausting,” you tease.

“Mhm,” she replies while stretching lazily against you. “But I wanna walk around the town before it gets busy.”

A little while later, the two of you finally separate long enough to get dressed.

You’re still fixing your shirt near the dresser when the bathroom door opens again.

And for a second, your brain completely stops working.

Jane walks back into the bedroom wearing high-waisted light denim shorts and a fitted white cropped top that hugs her body so perfectly it almost feels unfair. The soft fabric stretches smoothly across her chest, accentuating the natural curve of her boobs every time she moves while the cropped hem leaves a strip of warm tan skin exposed above her shorts.

The shorts themselves are somehow even worse for your concentration.

They’re light denim and slightly too short on her in the most unfair way possible, hugging tightly around her hips and thighs while leaving the very bottom curve of her ass barely visible beneath the frayed hem whenever she moves. Every step she takes pulls the fabric snug against her body, accentuating the soft shape of her thighs and the curve of her waist enough to make it genuinely difficult to focus on anything else.

Combined with the fitted white cropped top stretched smoothly across her chest, she looks effortlessly gorgeous in the kind of way that completely ruins your ability to think normally.

Jane catches you staring almost immediately.

“You’re doing it again,” she teases while walking over toward the bed.

“What?” you ask automatically even though both of you know exactly what she means.

“The look,” Jane replies smugly. “The one where you stop functioning.”

You laugh quietly while your eyes drift over her again before you can stop yourself.

“You look ridiculous,” you admit honestly.

A faint blush immediately warms her cheeks despite the smile pulling at her lips afterward. “In a good way?”

“In a making-it-hard-to-think way,” you tease softly.

“That’s better,” Jane replies proudly.

Then she bends slightly near the edge of the bed to grab her sandals off the floor.

And honestly? You’re completely cooked.

The denim shorts hug her perfectly when she bends over, outlining every curve enough to make your brain short-circuit almost instantly. The denim shorts ride up even higher when she bends over, exposing just a little more of the underside of her ass while the fabric contours perfectly against every curve of her body. Sunlight spills across her skin through the balcony windows, and for a second you completely forget what you were supposed to be doing.

Unfortunately for you, Jane notices immediately.

“You are absolutely checking me out right now,” she laughs without even turning around yet.

You grin shamelessly. “Can you blame me?”

Finally she glances back over her shoulder at you with the most dangerously pleased expression imaginable.

“No,” Jane admits softly. “Not really.”

A soft blush spreads into her cheeks despite the pleased smile pulling at her lips afterward.

Then she reaches for the second sandal. Slower this time. And somehow even more intentionally than before.

The movement makes the shorts ride up again while the curve of her ass presses perfectly against the denim, leaving almost nothing to your imagination now. She glances back over her shoulder afterward just long enough to catch your expression completely giving you away.

“Oh my god,” you laugh quietly. “You did that on purpose.”

Jane bites back a smile while finally standing up again. “Maybe,” she replies innocently.

You shake your head while walking over toward her, your hands settling naturally against her waist the second you reach her.

“You’re evil,” you tease quietly.

“Mhm,” she replies while stepping closer against you. “But you love it.”

That part is painfully true.

Your eyes drift over her one more time from up close now. The fitted top pressed against her chest. The soft warmth of her waist beneath your hands. The curve of her hips against the denim shorts. Everything about her feels distracting in the best possible way.

And somehow what gets you most isn’t even the outfit itself. It’s how comfortable she is around you. How much she likes being looked at by you specifically. The trust in it.The playfulness. The way her entire face softens every time she catches you staring at her like she hung the moon.

“You’re staring again,” Jane murmurs softly.

“You’re really pretty,” you admit quietly.

Her expression melts almost instantly afterward.

Then she kisses you.

One of her hands slides gently into your hair while the other rests against your chest, and suddenly leaving the beach house feels significantly less important than it did thirty seconds ago.

Eventually though, Jane pulls back just enough to smile against your lips.

“We should go before we end up back in bed,” she whispers teasingly.

You laugh softly. “That sounds suspiciously like a threat.”

“It’s a very realistic possibility,” she replies proudly.

Honestly?

She’s probably right.

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You spent the afternoon getting ready to explore the town with Jane:

Relationship Status: +1%

The playful attraction and affectionate tension between you and Jane continues strengthening the emotional comfort and physical chemistry throughout the trip.

BF Points: +2 BF

Jane feels increasingly desired, confident, and emotionally secure around you after the affectionate morning together.

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