We both went back to his mustang, replacing our everyday shoes with, So iLL climbing shoes. Out of all my climbing shoes, I fell in love with this brand best. They hugged my feet tight, pinching my toes together, but not to the point of being uncomfortable. James borrowed a pair of my brother's shoes, all black and dirty from our many climbs. Next came out harnesses, squeezing our figures to the point of a second skin. I grabbed our ropes and mountain climbing hooks, heading back to the cliff edge.

Attaching both our ropes to separate trees, I knotted the best climbing knot I could fasten. A double overhead stopper knot, perfect for todays climb. From there I laced myself and James. Strategically, placing more knots and loops in the line. When I climb I make for damn sure, I'm not going to fall. I gave James the rundown of climbing. He already knew most of it, he just needed a refresher course. I took my gloves slipped them over my fingers, I held tight to the rope as I started to lean back over the cliff.

With one last lingering look, at James's handsome figure. I smirked, giving James the, 'lets go pretty boy' look, before kicking off to belay straight down and stopping a few feet above the water. I wanted to make it down here first so I could look up and see James's butt. These harnesses squeeze in all the right places, I already got a good look at his package from early. I'm normally not a dirty girl, but I think Eros has opened some unknown sexual gate. Because I have never thought of James in this way before.

"Beat you to the bottom." I sassed, playfully, eyeing his butt the whole way down. Looks tight and hard from down here, I ogled like a dog in heat.

"Yeah, well I'll beat you to the top." He flurtatiously challenged.

Well, well, this is going to be fun.

When our eyes meet, my sly smile started to creep its way across my face.

"I'll make a bet with you." I gave him the only face I could, the face of pure determination.

"Ok, I'll bite. What do I get if I win?" He asked with non pure intention.

"Well, if you beat me, which you won't, but if you do beat me, I will give you a kiss." I pursed my lips together, sending his a kiss in the air. I was feeling bold.

"Deal." He said with our hesitation. Then he hooked his fingers against the rocks and started to climb.

"That's cheap!" I shouted, he started before we said go!

We both laughed as we started to climb. I dipped my fingers in my chalk bag. Giving me a better grip against the earths mighty stone. I took a second to see my path. Sure, James was a little a head of me, but I have been doing this for years, it's my passion, I know what I'm doing.

"So do you have any siblings?" I asked, trying to distract him.

"One older sister." He added, staying focused. "What about you? Any more siblings, other than your two brothers?"

He knew what I was trying to do, but what a fun way to get to know each other.

"Nope, just the two." I huffed, pulling myself up, with a little grunt. "What's your favorite color?"

"Red." He took in a sharp breath. "You?"

"Purple." I added. I kept quite waiting for him to ask another question, while I lunged forward for another hold.

"What's your favorite food?" He asked looking down at me. I took that as a chance to advance forward.

"Chines or Italian." I gruffly spoke. That display of noise received, a chuckle from James.

"And you?" I asked. Stoping to chalk my hands once more.

We where about neck and neck, one-fourth of the way up. He paused, putting more chalk on his hand before pushing upward.

"I like, Italian, pizza is the best." He playfully, added.

James has long arms and legs with each hold he was able to advance just a little more than me. If I want to win, I need to be quicker, more agile. With that I lifted my foot to a crack, located at my hip. With every bit of strength I had to life myself higher. I pushed with all my might, huffing with fatigue, until my body stood equal with his. A joyous triumph fulled my fire with a smile I could hide.

James eyed me with amusement, "What's your favorite flower?" He spoke with a quizzical tone. I bet he thinks he knows what it is.

"It's not a rose if that's what you're thinking." I giggled teasingly. Lifting myself yet again, half way there.

"I didn't think it was." He said a little defensive. "I wouldn't like a flower with my name." He teases right back.

"Stargazer Lilly, I just love their beauty, the way the pink and white mesh together. It's truly one of Gods best work of art." I loved that flower, it was the first flower I ever saw planted in my grandmother's garden. It reminded me of happy times and loving memories.

"Well, as cheesy as it sound, mines a rose. But not your normal red rose. A wild rainbow rose. One that has all the colors. You know." He's right that was cheesy, but he likes the rainbow. That's cute.

As we climbed side by side, the answer of who we really were, continued to spill from our mouths. James, was a kind and passionate man, whom loves football, video games, his family, friends and mustang. We talked for what felt like hours as we finish climbing to the top.

James hand hit the top of the cliff, "I win!" He spoke winded. A breathless giggle rushed out of my mouth with the air I was breathing. He stoped but I climbed tell my body hit the ground.

"Correction.....I won." I smugly looked at him. "I made it to the top first, your still dangling." I triumphantly teased, laughing to myself. My head fell back resting in the dirt.

James crawled over the edge, sluggishly falling next to me, his breath as heavy as mine.

"You play dirty." He smiled. Our heads inches from one another. "What did you win?" He asked, his beautiful blue orbs, searching mine for an answer. That I gladly gave him.

"This...." I leaned over locking my lips with his. It was soft at first, James hand came to my jaw, holding me in the passion. When he pushed me to my back, taking the little dominance I had. His tongue, caressed my lips, awaiting for his invitation to enter. He was passionate and strong, but sweet and gentle. I parted my lips, as the tango enveloped my mouth. He was an amazing kisser and I wanted more. My hands found his chest, seductively running my fingers up to his neck. I raked my fingers through his hair, taking my other hand to traced a light tickle down his jaw. In a way it gave me power, control I wanted back as I deepened our kiss. I wanted more, but my lungs gasped for air. In unison we both pulled back, breathing heavy once more.

With his eyes holding mine, in the most intimate way humanly possible, he smiled down to me, running his thumb across my cheek.

"I'm happy you won." He cooed down at me, with his award winning smile.

The heat in my cheeks felt unbearably hot. I sheepishly smiled back, feeling nervous with excitement mixed in a confused passion. What happened to the confident girl? My thoughts became a pep talk, as I started to run my hands through this hair. Gaining back the confidence I thought I had lost.

"I'm happy I did to." I playfully wrinkled my nose. "Besides if you won, it would have just been a peck on the cheek." I teased, not thinking of the position I was currently in.

James looked at me with mischief in his eyes, pinning me to the ground. My joking caught up to me in that very second as he started tickling me. My abdomen immediately clenched from the sensation. Sending me into a fit of laughter, it was the most ugly laugh anyone could hear. You know that laugh only your true friends hear. Well, when your being tickled that all goes out the window. James obversely didn't mind, as he continued to tickle the life out of me.

"S-STOP!" I choked out. "PL-EASE!" I cried, laughing my head off.

Still his assault didn't waver!

"What's the magic word!?" He continued, chartaling.

"U—U—UNCLE!" I cried! He was making it impossible for me to breath. What a jerk! But I loved it. As the word left my breathless mouth, James sat up leaving my exhausted.

"I was hoping you wouldn't remember it." He chuckled to himself.

Our moment of bliss and flurtation was short lived when three cars came zooming up to the peek. The occupants all stepped out revealing non other than the three G's and their posse of course.

"Oh, sorry, hope we didn't interrupt something." Gia wickedly grinned.

'Bitch'

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Here's a longer chapter! Sorry it's been a little I haven't had time to write! My son just turned one!!! So yahhhh!!!

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