Bounty’s Hunt (Part 2)
Bounty’s Hunt (Part 2)
Life continued on as normal at University. I even started to dabble in cooking, although this was usually only after consuming a few drinks, but was still the only one sober enough to use the BBQ without harming anyone, or myself.Things with Nathaniel hadn’t turned out as anticipated, mainly because he turned out to be a bit of a creeper who invented any excuse to see me in my (rather awesome feathered) bikini.Still, we often spent our time together with a couple of other friends, listening to tunes and gossiping in the hot tub. Of course the topic of sex or nudity would often crop up, usually in relation to my pretty bad tendency to strip off when drunk. One night, Nathaniel commented that I wouldn’t have the guts to go skinny dipping. In hindsight I guess it was his ploy to see me naked, but I couldn’t say no to a challenge.As I whipped my bikini off, the look on his face was priceless, like he’d never seen a naked girl before. Of course, he wasn’t man enough to strip off himself, in fact, he and the others ran back to the dorm with my bikini and towel cradled in their arms, laughing like hyenas.I didn’t give a damn, however. The tub was so warm and cozy, and I was still a little bit tipsy. Staying there all night wouldn’t have been an issue.‘Bounty!’ A familiar voice greeted. Peering up, a mix of disappointment and anger flowed through my veins when I saw Samuel’s smug face staring down at me.‘Get the fuck out of here,’ I sighed, closing my eyes once more.Hearing his shoes scuffing against the grass, I assumed he had turned to leave like I’d suggested. That was why I immediately opened my eyes when I heard the sound of flies unzipping, and almost drowned right there and then when it dawned on me he was taking off his clothes. Once fully nude, he crouched down and clambered into the water.During all this, I openly checked out his body, muscular and toned, as expected for a police officer really. Then I reminded myself that he was an arsehole, and a slimy one at that.‘Listen, I’m sorry for being a dick. I didn’t know you that well back then… actually, I didn’t know myself.’ ‘Please, stop with the bullshit already,’ I sighed, standing up and ushering him along a seat so I could sit back down beside him. I didn’t care that I had given him an eyeful, he’d seen it all before. ‘I’m not going to be your rebound just because your girlfriend’s dumped you or whatever.’‘How many apologies is it going to take?’ Samuel asked.
Now thinking about it, this had to be at least his fifth attempt of making amends. Fifteenth perhaps if all the Facebook messages were applicable. He didn’t seem like too much of a bad guy. Maybe I was being a bit harsh…‘What will it take?’ He eventually asked.
‘Would you run to the bathroom naked to grab me a towel?’ I proposed, curious to see how far he would go to win back my trust.
‘Of course, even if I had to satisfy a pack of jocks to get to it,’ Samuel revealed, carrying out an accompanying gesture.‘I think I may be starting to forgive you a bit,’ I confessed, sliding my arm across his shoulder. ‘But only just a bit.’Now, please, don’t judge me. I’d now seen what Samuel was “packing” underneath his uniform, plus he had the guts to do what Nathaniel was afraid of. I figured he would leave once he got what he wanted, but, to my surprise, it didn’t turn out that way.Several months later, I graduated, not with first class honors, but a with a well-earned upper second class degree.Samuel was still by my side.He promised to make arrangements to come live with me in Setra, although I would have to wait until my brother and Adrianne moved out as there was a distinct lack of space in our household.I wasn’t worried about him hurting me again. He’d heard about my family, our history, so I think he realised he’d be a bit of a moron to ever do anything to upset them.