It had turned a bit chilly and I was glad that I remembered to pack a sweater on this trip. I returned to the fire pit just in time to see Nick and Valerie walking away toward their tent, arms around each other. I smiled after them, glad to see time away from kids and work had brought them back to looking like the couple I remember so much from college. I sat myself back down on the very end of the large log that was near the fire pit, putting a large amount of space between myself and Cloe and Vince. I was determined to finish my beer before I headed back to my cold tent to pass the evening hearing everyone have sex except for me.
It looked like Cloe and Vince were halfway there themselves; Cloe's legs draped over Vince's and his hand working up and down her thigh, sliding under her shorts a little further every time. They were kissing deeply, and I tried to look at them sideways so I wouldn't be caught openly staring. A log in the fire popped loudly, making Cloe jump and laugh loudly. "Jen!" she exclaimed, pushing off of Vince slightly and smoothing her hair. "I didn't know you were coming back," she said, leaving the comment a little open ended, probably hoping to hear that I was leaving to go to sleep soon.
I smiled and held up my beer, using the bottle to gesture to them. "Don't you two worry. I just want to finish my beer." I took a swig and looked into the fire, feeling kind of smug that they had to wait just because of me. I could feel Vince glaring at me, and I glared back while taking a very small drink of my beer. I knew I was being a bitch about it, and if I needed any kind of confirmation it was clear on Vince's face. But sweet Cloe wasn't having it, and she hit Vince on the arm and started up some conversation.
I heard Vince breathe out of his nose in frustration, and he got up and walked into the woods, more than likely to relieve himself and punch a tree. I could understand his frustration; Cloe was a beautiful girl. With her long, dark hair, pale skin, full lips and figure, she really was a sight to take in. I couldn't help but wonder what she looked like naked, and being pretty positive that Vince new exactly what she looked like, I couldn't blame him for being upset at any delay in seeing her so.
I took the last swig of my beer as Vince came back from the woods, his stride fast and determined. I said something that made Cloe laugh, and she turned towards Vince when she heard him walking up. Cloe and I had moved a bit closer together for the sake of conversation and he came right to us. "Vince," she started, snickering a little. "Jen was just telling me..." but she was cut off by Vince sitting down between her and I, facing me.
"Look, I am trying really hard to not be a dick about it, but I have been looking forward all day to having sex with my girlfriend next to the fire, so unless you intend to watch..." and he motioned in a way that clearly stated I should make my way to my tent.
Vince didn't know me. Being a work acquaintance of Nick's, we had only met each other in passing a handful of times, and during those times I had more conversation with Cloe than him. I heard Cloe gasp behind him, clearly embarrassed at her boyfriend's actions. I sat there for a moment not breaking eye contact him, and then shrugged with a small smile on my face.
