Mila was cold when she woke up the next morning. She shivered, opening her eyes and realizing she had turned away from Buck. She moved back towards him, cuddling in close.

"Geez, honey. Where'd your socks go?" he asked, eyes not even open yet. His voice was low from sleep. She could listen to it all day.

"I'm sorry, must've kicked them off," she mumbled. She attempted to move away, but he wrapped his arms around her.

"Be still. Just a few more minutes," he yawned.

She dozed off again until she felt him move. Her eyes opened and she found him watching her.

"Good sleep? Were you cold all night?"

"I slept so good. I was only cold when I woke."

He nodded and she pulled away to stretch. He did the same, sitting up.

"I have a feeling Jack and Audrey will sleep really late. He's always been a late sleeper," he said.

She nodded. "I feel gross."

"Wanna hike out to that water? It's probably cold, but at least we can brush our teeth and wash up a little bit."

She agreed, putting some things in a smaller bag to take with her.

Buck made some coffee before they left. They ate a protein bar and ventured out.

The morning sun filtered through the trees, casting her in a warm glow. She felt different today, lighter.

Her fingertips brushed along the mountain laurels, catching the bit of dew still resting from the night.

"You don't drool by the way," Buck said, slowing his pace so they were side by side.

She flashed a shy smile and he paused.

"There's that pretty smile," he cooed. "I missed seeing it."

He took her hand, lacing their fingers. She swung their hands.

Once they heard water, they ventured off the trail, following the sound through the trees.

"We better not get lost," she protested.

"We won't. I think we are getting close," Buck said.

The trees gave way to a large clearing, revealing a large spring and waterfall, totally secluded and quiet. The water was crystal clear, sparkling from the sun.

Mila reached for it, and it was warm under her fingertips.

"It's warm," she exclaimed excitedly. "Can we get in it?"

"Get in it?" Buck asked furrowing his brows. He was in jeans and she was in a sweatshirt. They were in no state to swim.

"Yes! Come on," she encouraged, pulling off her clothes.

He was stunned to say the least, not expecting this from her.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm going for a swim," she said. She pulled off her t-shirt, revealing her bra, and then her leggings.

She got in the water, giggling at Buck's expression.

"Are you going to stare all day?" she teased.

She was a goddess, beyond radiant. His love.

He smiled, pulling off his own clothes, leaving his briefs. He jumped in with a splash.

The warm water felt amazing and he sighed, closing his eyes.

She splashed him, and he looked at her.

"Are you going to sleep?" she asked. He couldn't get over how stunning she was, water falling for her shoulders, following a tantalizing trail. Her cheeks were pink from joy.

He splashed her back.

She moved away, swimming around.

"It felt so good to brush my teeth and wash my face," she commented. She walked closer to the waterfall.

"Buck, it's deeper here. I can't touch. Will you go to the waterfall with me? I can't swim very well."

"Of course," he said, able to touch the bottom just fine. He gripped her hand, holding her afloat as she explored. She dipped her head under the splashing water with a laugh.

He was unable to resist any longer. He pulled her to his chest, keeping a steady hand on her waist, the other cupping her face. He kisses her hard. She made a cute noise of surprise.

He moves the both of them to where it's shallower, propping out his knee and letting her sit on his thigh so he can have his hands free.

She kissed him eagerly, moving her hands everywhere. She didn't know if it was because he wasn't wearing a shirt, or because she felt closer to him then ever, she just couldn't get her fill.

Her stomach filled with warmth and she gave a breathless whine when his lips trailed down her neck.

"Mila," his deep voice called, drawing her out of her haze. "Do you realize what you are doing?"

She slowed, realizing she was moving against his leg, desperate for some friction.

She wrapped, her arms his shoulder. "Please, Buck," she murmured.

"Please what?" he asked, his fingers drumming along her thigh and up her torso. He was teasing her. She knew he knew what she wanted.

"I need," she squirmed when his fingers dipped a little low. He gave a deep chuckle, one that coiled her insides. She was wound so tightly she was sure the feeling would never go away.

"Feeling naughty, baby? You're the one who wanted to swim, pulling all of your clothes off for me to see, and now you need my help," he said, sending shivers down her spine.

Electricity pulsed through her veins. She tucked her head in his neck, nipping at the skin and making him shiver. That's what he gets for being a tease.

"Please touch me," Mila whispered.

He stopped all motions, pulling her ever so softly so he could see her eyes.

"Are you sure? Don't get caught up. Think this through," he encouraged.

She smiled, cupping his cheeks, pressing her lips to his. He tasted minty.

"I'm sure," her words were a flutter over the waterfall, but Buck heard them loud and clear.

"Just need a little relief?" he asked, voice gentle, different from his teasing before.

She nodded, feeling a bit shyer as they both calmed from the frantic urgency to something more intimate. "Yes, please."

"So sweet," he said, capturing her lips once more, and swallowing all of her sounds.

His right fingers found the skin beneath her panties, and down more to her delicate folds. He traced and followed the curves, loving her cute sighs of pleasure.

He pushed in his finger, and she threw her head back with a gasp.

"Such a pretty girl," he cooed, moving his finger nice and slow. "It's only me that can make you feel this way, isn't it?"

Mila was experiencing indescribable bliss, heat beyond belief. Every word he spoke, every movement he made, brought her closer to the edge. He was still teasing her and she tried to move her hips to go faster, but he held her still. He took away his finger and she whined.

"Don't be greedy," he said. "I asked you a question."

She squirmed, "Only you, Buck." Her voice was desperate and needy, so much different than she normally was. But, she didn't care. She was so close.

He chuckled, inserting his finger and then another. She moaned, feeling full from the intrusion.

He eased some of his grip so she could finally rock her hips, getting closer and closer and-

Buck pulled his hand away.

"Buck," she said loudly. "No, please-"

"You have to ask me if you want to come," he said.

She groaned in frustration, eager for relief, she would beg at this point.

"May I come please?" she pleaded, feeling a hot tear land on her cheek at what was taken from her.

His two fingers went back in, moving fast. She tried to hold off since he hadn't responded, but it was too quick. She struggled.

"Come for me," he said and she cried out with relief. The tension in her stomach spilling into a blissful warmth. She felt forward, lacking control of her limbs. Buck pulled out his fingers, moving to support her waist. She dropped her head to his shoulder, catching her breath.

"My good girl," he said. "Did so good for me. Are you okay?"

"Yes," she mumbled. "Felt so good."

He gave her a gentle kiss. "Let's get out of this water. We're all pruny."

He helped her up, drying her off and dressing her. He could tell she was worn out, and they really hadn't eaten much.

He got her to drink some water, and they sat under the shade of a tree.

"Maybe not the best idea since we have to walk back. I'm sorry, honey," he said sincerely.

"I'm more than okay," she said with a sweet smile, sitting up from where she was laying across his chest.

"Damn water stole my taste," he said, a little pout forming and she giggled.

The hike back was slow, both of them happy, soaking up each other's presence.

Jackson and Audrey were still asleep when they got back, and so they started on breakfast.