31: The Lost Generation

TAYA’s POV : The silence in the air was deafening. None of us were blinking or moving or saying anything. And all the while, my hands were dying to touch and to roam Judah’s perfectly sculpted body. My heart was beating fast and my breathing felt ragged. I wanted to feel more of him, I wanted to taste more of him. I wanted his mouth on my skin and his hands to touch me where my stomach was twisting… Oh God. What am I thinking?! “Hey, Blondie,” he said suddenly, breaking the silence. “Yeah…?” I watched his reaction cautiously, anxious to know where his mind was going. Judah’s expression was stern and serious. His eyes were hooded and dark. "I think we should get outta here," he said. "Oh? Why?" This is it… is he gonna ask me to…? "I need to take a leak," he said with a sheepish grin. So much for sexual tension! I almost felt embarrassed for feeling what I felt. And I wanted to smack that stupid face of his, but I restrained. "Ew! Don't you dare do it with me here in the water!" I said i