Page 29 of Beck & Coll
We walked in silence, the sounds of nature providing the soundtrack. Finally, the branches of the trees gave way to a clearing, and the waterfall was in front of us.
I turned to look at her just as her mouth fell open. “Welcome to Jackson Falls,” I teased.
“It’s beautiful. The water is so clear. I feel like I can see to the bottom.”
“Yep.”
“We can get in, right? That’s why you had me wear my swimsuit, right?”
I hedged a little bit. “We can get in, but I gotta warn you, Coll, baby. The water is cold.”
She was already stripping. When I met her, she claimed not to like the beach. She might not like sand, but it was obvious that she liked water.
Once she was down to her green bikini, she tip-toed over to the bank. She was all smiles as she turned her gaze on me. “Come on, Beck.”
I pulled off my t-shirt, standing there in just my swim trunks. I made my way over to her.
“Aye, before you get all the way in the water, stick your toe in first. Test the water,” I suggested to her.
“Okay.” She agreed. She stooped to sit on the bank, and there went her clumsiness. The next thing I knew, she had fallen into what I knew was icy cold water.
“Ahh!” She yelped, splashing around.
I knew the water wasn’t deep, but in her shocked and panicked state, she wasn’t doing herself any favors. I went into the water after her. I wouldn’t have said that I went in reluctantly, but there were about a million other things I would’ve rather done than dive into frigid water. When I got to her, she basically flung herself into me.
“Beck!” Her body shook violently, and tears had pooled in her eyes.
My baby, I thought to myself and couldn’t help kissing her lips. “Get on my back so I can get us back to the bank, love.”
She did as I told her, and soon, we were back on the bank. I quickly got her towel from the backpack I made her bring and wrapped her in it. Luckily, the temperature was in the nineties. I knew the warmth of the sun would help in the warming process. Ignoring my own discomfort, I rubbed the towel all over her skin.
“Take off the swimsuit, baby.”
She eyed me in confusion. “And be naked?”
“I have to get you in dry clothes.”
She still looked dubious.
“I’ll hold the towel in front of you,” I offered.
“Okay,” she agreed through her chattering teeth.
I held up the towel while she cautiously removed the bikini and put on her underwear, t-shirt, and shorts.
“You okay?” I asked. once she was dressed.
“Yes. Do you want me to hold up the towel while you get out of your wet stuff?”
I eyed her. “I’mma dude. I’m good. If somebody sees my dick swinging, that’s a them problem. They should avert their damn eyes.”
She dissolved into giggles.
Once we were both dressed, we sat by the bank—not close enough for her to fall in again but close enough to enjoy the ambience and beauty the area provided. I wrapped the blanket that I planned for us to sit on around our shoulders. And we sat side-by-side… just chilling.
When we got back to the lodge, we decided to grab takeout fromLegacy House.We were both starving, and I had a tour groupscheduled for the afternoon. We bumped into my mom in the resort’s lobby. She spoke and gave both of us a hug.
“Aye, Ma, Collins needs to talk to you about extending her stay for a couple of days,” I said.
