What Happens Under The Sun

''You're going to drop it, ah!'' I laughed as Tom's marshmallow fell to the sand.

''Great.'' He muttered.

''I told you it was going to fall.'' I said with a grin and he rolled his eyes playfully.

The next night, Tom and I were at a bonfire on the beach put on by the resort, well a guy with a vest lit the fire and then left. There weren't a lot of people there, the couple with mismatched ages, a young couple, and Bill on the other side of the fire chatting animatedly with some girl who smiled a lot and laughed often. The whole setting was quite romantic.

Since yesterday, things had been different between Tom and me, in a good way though. I had slept in his room, but just slept, cuddled in his arms the whole night. This morning I'd had breakfast with him and Bill and then Tom and I had spent the rest of the day together talking about everything we had missed last night but still avoiding the tabooed topics.

''Mine may be in the sand, but yours is on fire.'' He said, nodding towards my marshmallow.

''Ah!'' I pulled it out of the fire and we both began to blow on it.

''Aw, it's burnt!'' I laughed. I pulled off the burnt bit and popped it in my mouth. As I chewed the crispy marshmallow, Tom stole the not burnt inside from my stick and put in his mouth with a smile.

''Hey!'' I said, but it sounded funny because of my mouthful of marshmallow and we both started to laugh.

I looked at him and smirked. He had a bit of marshmallow on his upper lip.

''What?'' he asked. I giggled and reached for his face. I wiped the bit of fluffy confectionary off of his lip with my finger and show it to him. He chuckled and then wiped across his lips with the back of his hand as I bit the piece of marshmallow off my finger.

''What about boyfriends?'' he suddenly asked, picking up our conversation as though it had never stopped. This was one subject we hadn't touched on.

''You're single right?'' he asked and I laughed as I nodded.

''To be completely honest, all of my serious relationships ended in ruin. I caught my last boyfriend cheating on me in my own car.'' I said with a bit of a laugh at how utterly pathetic he had been.

''Your own car?'' Tom asked incredulously.

''Yea. Most of my boyfriends either ripped my heart in two or cheated on me.''

''Idiots, some guys just don't know a good thing when they've got it.'' he said, tucking a stray piece of hair behind my ear and lightly brushing my cheek with his hand.

''Tell me about it.'' I said and he chuckled.

''What about you? You don't have a girlfriend back home that you're going to have to explain yourself to do you?'' I asked lightly.

''Nah, I'm not really one to have a constant girlfriend.'' He admitted but looked like he was kicking himself for doing so.

''A playboy are we?'' I asked teasingly and his expression lightened.

''Some would say that.'' He replied with a smirk.

''You must be quite the lady killer back home with all the charm that spills out of your mouth.'' I said and he shrugged as if to say ''what can I say?''.

''Then why are you here?'' I asked.

''You wont let me tell you.'' He said playfully with a smile.

''I mean here with me.'' I said.

''Do you want the truth?'' he asked and I grinned. These answers were always interesting.

''It's your legs.'' He whispered in my ear, running his index finger up my thigh.

''I thought so.'' I laughed. I leaned against him and he put an arm around me.

We sat in silence for a while. How exactly we felt or were starting to feel about each other was another tabooed topic.

Even though we'd become close over the past little while, we both know that in four days we were going to go our separate ways and probably would never see each other again. So no matter how many feelings we professed for each other, it wouldn't have any effect other than heartbreak in the long run and we both knew it.

So we stayed silent, bottling our feelings for a better opportunity, if there would ever be one.

The fire was starting to die down and the only people left were us, Bill, and the girl he was still talking to. Tom kissed the top of my head.

''Wanna go to bed?'' he asked in my ear. It was still relatively early so I knew that he had more than sleeping on his mind tonight.

''Definitely.''