The trail wound higher, the forest alive with the hum of cicadas and birdsong. Junaid walked a step behind me, his presence heavy, magnetic. Every time I looked back, his gaze lingered, unreadable but intense, like he'd caught a secret he didn't want to share and somehow, it was always me he was focused on.
"Careful on that rock," he murmured, voice low, almost a growl, as I stepped over a slippery patch. His hand twitched toward mine but never quite touched. Her pulse jumped at the thought, her stomach tightening under his weightless attention.
"I'm fine," I said, trying to sound confident, but the quick glance at him betrayed her racing heart.
He smirked, the corner of his mouth tugging just enough to make my chest ache. "You always say that… but somehow, I don't believe me."
Ahead, the roar of a waterfall broke through the forest sounds, and my heart leapt. Alzan's voice called from somewhere near the rocks. "Hey, over here!"
I turned to see him grinning, standing near the cascading water, the spray glittering across his warm brown skin. "Found a spot!" he said, playful and bright, the kind of energy that made my stomach flutter differently than Junaid's intensity.
me hesitated a heartbeat, caught between the two of them Junaid's low, magnetic pull behind me, and Alzan's teasing, sunlit presence ahead.
"Go on," Junaid said, voice just above a whisper, eyes dark and unreadable. "Check it out. I'll wait." There was something in his tone, a challenge wrapped in care, that made me breath hitch.
Alzan waved me forward, and I walked toward the waterfall, mist curling around my skin. Every step brought me closer to him, closer to the playful energy that made me laugh, closer to the current that promised a spark.
"Are you enjoying this," Alzan teased, stepping closer so that his shoulder brushed mine, casual but electric. "The view, I mean."
I blinked, caught off guard. "I'm… I mean, it's beautiful," me said, heart thudding. I couldn't help the warmth spreading through me at the contact, at the way his brown eyes held mine with that teasing intensity.
He leaned just a little closer, too close to be casual, but far enough that no one else noticed, letting the tension coil around me. "Beautiful," he murmured, softer this time, "but… not as beautiful as me."
Behind me, Junaid shifted slightly, a low growl of something unspoken, and the forest seemed to hold its breath.
For a moment, the world was caught between the roar of the waterfall, the warmth of Alzan at my side, and the magnetic pull of Junaid's stare from behind.My chest ached with anticipation, every nerve alive, every glance and brush of skin a reminder that the night and the hike was far from over.
The forest opened into a small clearing along the banks of the waterfall Alzan had found before, a hidden paradise far from the main trail. The roar of cascading water filled the air, mist rising in delicate swirls and catching the sunlight like tiny sparks.
me and the guys dropped my backpacks, the scent of pine, wet rocks, and the waterfall heavy in the air. Alzan's eyes gleamed with pride and mischief as he scanned the spot. "Perfect," he said, clapping his hands together. "This is exactly what we needed."
Junaid leaned against a tree nearby, arms crossed, black hair slightly damp from the mist, eyes sharp and unreadable. The low rumble of the waterfall behind him only made his intensity more magnetic.
"Comfortable?" me asked, glancing between the two of them.
Alzan smirked, a mischievous glint in his warm brown eyes. "You'll see."
The group unpacked supplies, pitching tents and arranging the firepit along the banks. Every movement carried tension. Junaid's eyes lingering on me just a second too long when I bent over, the curve of his lips tugging into a smirk. Alzan, on the other hand, found excuses for playful contact brushing my shoulder "by accident" or teasing my waist as he leaned over to adjust a tent peg.
Once the tents were up, Alzan's grin widened. "Alright… now is the time to cool off a little." He strode toward the shallow edge of the waterfall pool, tossing off his shirt with a flourish. Warm brown skin glistened in the light, muscles flexing effortlessly.
Junaid moved too, peeling off his jacket slowly, deliberately, black hair damp and clinging to his forehead. His eyes locked on me, heavy-lidded and smoldering, the tension in his gaze making me pulse spike.
My cheeks warmed, and after a moment's hesitation, I shrugged off my outer layer, revealing my swimsuit. The mist clung to my skin, goosebumps rising instantly. Alzan winked, the curve of his lips teasing, while Junaid's gaze followed every step.
The waterfall roared behind me, water spraying in a fine mist over the camp, and the clearing seemed to shrink until it was just the four of me, Alzan playful and teasing, Junaid intense and possessive, and me caught between the two, heart hammy ing,Zain quite and observing
Alzan called over his shoulder, voice laced with challenge, "Race me to the water!" His fingers brushed my side as he leaned past me, playful but teasingly suggestive.
I laughed, my pulse racing, and sprinted toward the pool, mist curling around my legs. Junaid followed, deliberately slower, letting his gaze roam, smoldering and dangerous. Every glance, every accidental brush of skin, sent sparks through me.
For a moment, it was just the four of me playful, teasing, electric, pervy in subtle ways. The waterfall roared behind me, the camp set along the banks, and the night ahead promised more tension, mischief, and unspoken desire.