Chapter 67

“How are we gonna do that?” I ask, exchanging a glance with Lizzie. She shrugs her thin shoulders and then steals the other piece of pizza from my plate.

“We,” Zane begins, shoving the last of the pizza in his mouth and swallowing, “are going skinny dipping.”

Zayd knocks on the cabin door after curfew, and I let myself out. Fortunately, Becky is sound asleep and snoring, a floral eye mask covering her face. Dressed in nothing but shorts and a tank top, I follow him down to the lake and over to a shadowy area protected by a copse of trees.

“Where's Lizzie?” I whisper, because honestly she seemed pretty excited to take a nude dip in the lake. It's the only reason I'm here. Not because I necessarily wanted her to see me naked. but because there's no way I'm stripping down when it's just me and Zayd.

“Skipped out,” he says with a shrug, already in the process of tearing his shirt over his head. “She wanted to give us some privacy.” He turns and flashes me a cocks