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JJ rolls us a fat blunt, which John B declines to partake in, so the two of us go out back to the hammock.

"Ladies first," JJ says, motioning to the hammock.

"A true gentleman," I joke, climbing in. I scoot over so he can lay beside me. "Spark it," I tell him once he's settled in.

I hear the metallic click of his lighter opening, and the flame shoots to life. He brings it to the end of the blunt and lights it. He takes a long drag before passing it to me.

"So," I say, taking it between my fingers and bringing it to my lips. "What about this is a turn on for you?"I inhale and hold in the smoke, passing it back to him.

"Honestly I don't know. It's just hot." He inhales again. I open my mouth and let the thick smoke roll out slowly. "That," he says, blowing out his smoke. "That's hot."

"You're so weird," I say with a laugh.

He shrugs and turns his head to look at me, giving me a little smile. "I know."

We keep passing the blunt back and forth until it's gone, then we just lay there in the hammock for a bit, enjoying each other's quiet company. John B comes out the back door.

"Hey, I'm going to Sarah's for a little bit. Can you guys stay out of trouble for a few hours?" he calls over to us.

"Yeah. Have fun. Don't be a fool, wrap your tool!" JJ calls back to him. I hear John B laugh as he lets the door shut behind him.

"Let's go inside, I'm kind of cold," I tell him as a gust of wind whips around us.

"I know how I can warm you up," he says suggestively.

"Do you now?"

He climbs out of the hammock and holds his hand out to me. "Come on."

I take his hand and get out of the hammock. We head back into the quiet house. He takes my hand and leads me to the spare room.

"Wasting no time, I see," I comment as he shuts the door behind us.

"Of course not," he replies, pulling me back towards the bed. He stops when he hits the bed with the back of his knees and sits down. I put my hands on his shoulders, pushing him back so that he's laying down, and I straddle his hips and lean down to kiss him. I pull away after a moment, and he pouts.

"Remember the boneyard party, and never have I ever?" I say, placing kisses along his jaw and neck.

"Mm, yeah."

"Well, I remember there was something you hadn't done before, and that's about to change," I say, and I feel him harden underneath me at my words.

"Fuck, really?" he asks.

"Mhm." I reattach my lips to his neck. His hands slide up my sides, bunching my shirt up under my bra. I lift my arms and let him pull it up over my head. He grabs the back of my neck and pulls my face towards his. As soon as we're kissing again, his hands move back down my body, resting on my hips. I push up on my knees so there's some space between us, and I reach down, unbuttoning and unzipping his shorts with one hand. I reach down into his boxer briefs and grab his hard, velvet length and pump my hand slowly. A moan rumbles deep in his chest.

"Take your shorts off," he mumbles against my lips. I sit up and move off of him so I can remove them. While I'm doing this, he quickly sheds his shorts and his T-shirt, then moves to the center of the bed, leaning back on the pillow. I get back on the bed and straddle him again, and he pulls my hips down on his, creating a friction between us. I grind my hips into him, relishing the feeling of his hardness against the heat burning under my thin panties. His hands grip my hips tighter, his fingertips almost painfully digging into them. We haven't been messing around long, but I'm already slick with want for him.

"Are they in here?" I ask as I lean over and pull open the drawer of the nightstand.

"Yeah," he says as I move my hand around in the drawer. My fingers find a condom and I put it between my teeth as I re-center myself on his lap. He starts to take it from my mouth, and I shake my head. "No, I'll do it," I tell him. "Just get naked."

He bites his lip as I move off of him and drop my underwear down my legs. He rids himself of his boxer briefs and I straddle his thighs, his erection pressing against my stomach. I rip open the condom and roll it onto him, then reposition myself above him. I grab the headboard with one hand and his condom-clad erection with the other, lining him up with my entrance.

"Ready?" I ask him. He nods quickly. I let out a loud moan as I sink down onto him, reaching my other hand to the headboard as I bottom out.

"Fuck," he moans as I start to swivel and rock my hips against him. I grip the headboard tightly, using it for leverage. I find my stride and pick up the pace a bit, eliciting a loud moan from beneath me. "Goddamn, this is so hot," he groans. He bucks his hips against mine, going deeper than I ever thought imaginable and filling me to the hilt. I nearly scream when he slips his hand down to where our bodies meet and brushes his thumb over my clit.

"Oh my god, JJ," I moan, dragging out each word.

"You like that?" he asks, rubbing my clit harder with the pad of his thumb.

"Fuck, yes, keep doing it," I choke out.

He flattens his palm against my lower stomach, his thumb working my clit while I ride his hips roughly, knocking the headboard against the wall as I white-knuckle the top rail.

"Sunny," he says breathlessly. "I'm so close."

"Hold it, I'm almost there," I say, equally as breathless. His other hand grips the top of my thigh so hard I wonder if it'll bruise. I can feel his fingernails digging into my skin. I feel it building quickly — the telltale coil of my insides right before the explosion. "JJ... I'm—fuck!" A loud moan bubbles out of my throat as I explode around him, slamming down on to him as hard as I can. JJ goes rigid underneath me, a stream of profanities tumbling from his lips as he fills the condom. I still on top of him, dropping my hands from the headboard. I place my hands on either side of his head to hold my weight up and let my chin drop to my chest as I try to slow my ragged breathing. I hear a deep chuckle and open my eyes to look at him.

"Holy shit," he says between breaths, his smile wide. "That was... you were... fuck."

I slowly lift myself off his lap and lay down beside him. My chest still rises and falls rapidly. He rolls to his side and turns my face towards his, pressing a slow, soft kiss to my lips.

"Now you can't say you've never been a bottom," I smirk at him.

"You are the sexiest girl I've ever seen," he groans.

I playfully swat his chest. "Shut up."

"I'm serious," he says. "Fuck, that was so hot."

"Well, I'm exhausted now," I say with a laugh.

"I can't wait to think of all kinds of kinky shit to do with you," he says as he pushes up on his elbow.

"Like what?" I ask curiously.

"I'll have to do some googling," he says, and I laugh loudly.

"Okay, well, let me know," I say casually.

"I will," he chuckles. He puts his arm around me and pulls me into his chest. "I'm so tired now. Can we just sleep?" he asks.

"Yeah, but get rid of that first," I say, pointing to the condom.

"Yeah, I'm going to. I'll be right back."

I drag myself out of the bed as he leaves, throwing my underwear back on and pulling his T-shirt over my head. I climb under the covers and wait for him to return. He walks back in a moment later in his boxer briefs and shuts the door behind him. He lays down on his back and opens his arms to me. I scoot closer to him and lay my head on his chest, sighing in content when his arms wrap around me and his lips press against the top of my head.

*********************************************
I'm confused when I wake up the next morning alone. I get out of bed and walk out into the hallway. "JJ?" I call out tentatively. I hear the toilet flush and the bathroom door open behind me. I turn around to see John B looking at me, surprised.

"Sunny, where are your pants?" he asks, looking away.

"Shit," I say, pulling the hem of JJ's shirt down to cover myself. "Sorry," I say with a laugh. "Do you know where JJ is?"

He shrugs. "Maybe he had to work early and didn't want to wake you up?"

"No, he's off today," I tell him. I hear the sound of his bike outside, pulling into the driveway. His heavy footsteps stomp up the front stairs and the front door opens. He walks in carrying a small brown paper bag, and stares at me when he enters the hallway.

"Hey, you're up. Why didn't you put pants on?" He asks.

"I forgot I didn't have them on. Where'd you go?" I ask.

"I went and got us breakfast," he says, holding up the bag.

"Aww," I say, stepping closer to him. I stand up on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

"Sunny, put your pants on, this is awkward," John B says from the other end of the hallway.

"Fuck, sorry, I'm getting them. I'll be in the kitchen in a minute," I tell JJ.

I go back into the room and pull my shorts on from yesterday and join John B and JJ in the kitchen. JJ has laid out three breakfast sandwiches on the table. The three of us work on our plans for the day as we eat.

"Do either of you know if Kie or Pope work today?" John B asks around bites of his food.

"Kie is off for once. Not sure about Pope, though," I answer. "If we take the boat out we can just stop by Heyward's. He'll probably come with us even if he's supposed to work."

"Yeah, that's perfect. We can stop on our way to Tannyhill," John B says.

We finish breakfast and change into our swimsuits before heading out to the HMS Pogue. Despite it still being relatively early, the heat and humidity of the day has already made its presence known. I strip off my shorts and t-shirt before we've even picked up Kie. She eyes my lack of clothing as we pull up to her dock.

"Sunny, are you drunk already?" she asks as John B helps her into the boat. "Your clothes are already off."

I laugh. "No, I'm just hot as fuck."

"Can't argue that," JJ comments. I roll my eyes.

"It is pretty hot out already," Kie says. "So what's the plan for today?"

"This, until we think of something else," John B says.

We head to pick up Pope next, who actually isn't busy for once. He hops on the boat with a smile on his face. "Guys let me tell you about this documentary I watched last night," he says excitedly.

"Does it involve dead bodies?" Kie asks.

"Of course it does. So, this man had gone missing...."

Pope explains every detail about some missing guy's mysterious murder, and I think Kie is the only one listening. I lean back on my elbows, face to the sun, soaking in the early morning rays as we cruise towards the Cameron's dock. "Uh oh," I hear John B say as we get closer. I sit up and look around to see if I can guess what he's uh-oh-ing about. Sarah stands at the end of her dock, arms folded across her chest. Rafe isn't too far behind her.

"Why is he standing there with her?" Pope asks.

As we pull up to the dock, John B helps Sarah into the boat. "Hey Sunny!" he says with mock enthusiasm as the boat idles.

I look around at the others questioningly. "Hey Rafe," I reply.

"Have you spoken to Tyler?" he asks curiously.

"No? Why would I?" I ask.

"No reason. You Pogues have fun today, okay? Stay safe out there," he says before walking back up the dock to their house.

"What the hell was that?" I ask Sarah as she takes a seat beside me.

"I don't know, but it seems ominous. I have a feeling something is gonna happen today." She sighs and pushes her hair back from her face.

"Like what?" I ask.

"I don't know."

I frown and lay back on my elbows, trying to ignore the gnawing feeling in my gut. The six of us head down the intracoastal slowly, enjoying the calmness of the morning. By noon, the sun is high in the cloudless sky, and I've forgotten about the weirdness of Rafe from earlier. That is, until a familiar boat appears. Sarah and I spot it at the same time.

"Shit," she says, looking away.

"Is that...?" I start.

"Yeah. Do you see who's with him?" she asks.

"Fucking Tyler," JJ groans. "Does this asshole ever go away?"

The boat with Topper and Tyler slows as it approaches ours. "Hey Pogues!" Topper calls out with fake cheerfulness. None of us respond.

"Sunny, come with us, we're headed to the country club," Tyler says.

"No thanks, psycho," I call back to him.

He laughs. "It's only a matter of time until you're with me again. Stop resisting, it's annoying."

"Is this guy serious right now?" JJ asks, only loud enough for those of us on the boat to hear.

"Dude he's crazy," Kie says.

"What are y'all whispering about over there?" Tyler asks curiously.

"We're just trying to figure out why you're so obsessed with Sunny," Sarah tells him.

"I'm not allowed to be obsessed with my girl?" he asks.

"Not your girl, man," JJ says.

"What was that, trash? Couldn't quite hear you over the sound of your dad beating your ass again."

JJ tenses beside me and I reach over to grab his hand. "Don't react," I say to him.

"Sunny, can we stop these games? Come get on this boat with me. Come on, I love you! Come be with me," Tyler says.

"No! Jesus Christ, Tyler, go away! We are never getting back together!" I yell at him.

"Oh, but we are. And you will fall in love with me, just as I have with you. I don't care if I have to force you to do it." He turns to Topper and says something to him. "Until next time." He blows a kiss at me as Topper hits the throttle and they drive off.

"I said it before and I'll say it again: he's a stalker," Pope says as we watch them head back towards a Figure 8.

"How did he even know we were out here? I'm seriously getting creeped out." JJ puts his arm around me protectively.

"Maybe Rafe said something?" Sarah suggests.

"They would've had to go around the whole island to find us, though. We've been moving constantly." I look around. "I feel like they're always watching me."

"That restraining order idea is starting better and better," Kie says. "When you first told me about it, I thought your parents were being extreme, but now?" She shrugs.

"Yeah. Something to think about."

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That evening, JJ convinces me to stay at the chateau with him again. Pope stays, too, and so the four of us have a small fire and drink. We've sat around drinking for a good few hours when the conversation turns back to my nagging problem.

"So have you thought more about the restraining order for Ted Bundy?" John B asks as we sit around the now-dwindling fire.

I laugh at his nickname choice. "A little. I guess I'm just waiting for him to put the final nail in his coffin."

"We should just hog tie him and throw him in the marsh," JJ says.

"Yeah, that's probably gonna be tagged as murder," I say after I swallow another drink of beer.

"And?" he questions.

"You're too pretty for prison," I tell him, patting his cheek. Pope and John B laugh. JJ rolls his eyes. I sigh. "Hey, I know it's kind of early, but I think I'm gonna lay down. It's a little exhausting being lightly stalked," I joke.

"Do you want me to come with you?" JJ asks.

"You don't have to," I say.

"I want to," he says, rising from his chair.

"Fire's almost out anyway, probably gonna call it a night soon," John B says, stoking the fire, which is now mostly burning embers.

"I got an early morning tomorrow," Pope says.

"Okay, well, night guys. I'll see you in the morning," I say to Pope and John B.

JJ follows me inside and to the spare bedroom, which we've pretty much claimed as ours now. We change out of our smoky clothes and climb into the bed, cuddling up to one another.

"Why did I ever date him in the first place?" I ask him.

"To piss me off," he jokes.

"Shut up. You didn't even like me then," I scoff.

"Yes I did. Not that you knew..."

"You've liked me that long?" I ask, surprised at this information.

"Since last summer. Did you not notice that as soon as you and him got together, that's when I made it my mission to hook up with any girl that wanted it? I was trying to forget about you."

I make a disgusted face. "I mean, yeah, but I guess I just thought it was a coincidence. You slowed it down though over the last few months."

"I stopped completely after spring break. I thought for sure he was going to break up with you, so I was waiting on my opportunity to swoop in."

"Didn't you get tired of waiting? It's been three months since spring break. You really haven't hooked up with anyone since then?" I ask.

"Only you," he says. "And to answer your question, no, I didn't get tired of waiting."

"That's kind of sweet," I say, shifting so I can look at him.

"I have my moments I guess," he jokes.

I pull his face to mine for a kiss. "I'm glad you waited for me."

"Me too." We're quiet for a moment. "So what moment in the last couple weeks made you realize you liked me?" he asks curiously.

"Oh, it wasn't in the last couple weeks," I say with a laugh.

"What does that mean?" he asks, even more curious now. He props his head on his elbow and looks down at me.

"I've always kind of had a thing for you, but I didn't put much thought into it until you picked me up from that party."

"The party?" he asks, a look of shock on his face.

"Yeah, I realized it when I was laying in this very bed, sobbing into your chest over that stupid fight with Tyler."

His mouth falls open. "Then why did you wait until recently to break up with him?"

"I didn't think my feelings were reciprocated so I made up with Tyler and ignored how I felt."

He groans and laughs at the same time. "No offense, but you do the dumbest shit sometimes."

"I know," I say, laughing with him. "But it doesn't matter now, right?"

"I guess not," he says. He lays back down on his side and tucks his arm under his pillow, using his other arm to pull me into his chest. I tuck my head under his chin and wrap my arm around his back. I place a light kiss against his chest and let myself drift off to sleep in his arms.

************************************
I'm not sure how long I've been asleep when my ringtone wakes me up. Who could be calling at this hour? I pull myself away from JJ's grasp and get up to check my phone on the dresser. My dad's name is flashing across the screen. Weird.

"Hello?" I say sleepily.

"Sunny, are you still at John B's?" he asks. There's a hint of franticness in his voice.

"Yeah, why?" I ask, rubbing my eyes to try to see the old clock on the wall. It's after 2:00 AM.

"Tyler just showed up here looking for you. When he realized you weren't here, he started screaming about Pogues and he took off. I know he knows where John B lives. I'm willing to bet he's coming there to look for you," he says, his voice spewing out the words quickly.

"Oh, shit. I'll have to wake up the boys. Thanks for calling, dad," I say. My earlier sleepiness is gone, and I'm wide awake now. I'm terrified.

"Please call us back if anything happens," he demands.

"I will," I promise. "I've gotta get the boys up. Bye dad."

"Yeah, bye."

I put my phone back on the dresser and run over to wake JJ. "Hey, hey, wake up," I say, shaking him hard.

"Hmm? What is it?" he says sleepily. He doesn't open

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