the florida sun beat down in that lazy way it always does. hot but not miserable and casting sharp shadows across the winding metal of the rollercoasters. you and renee had been standing in line for a solid twenty minutes already but neither of you minded. this was one of those days you both lived for without the cameras, press, and pretending

she stood just ahead of you in a baggy shirt with sunglasses hiding her eyes but not the tiny smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. your hand rested lightly on her lower back, fingers grazing just enough to make it clear where your thoughts were. you didnt even realize you let it drop to the curve of her ass until you caught the way she shifted slightly closer, leaning into your touch like it was second nature

"you keep doing that" she murmured without turning around "and were not making it onto this ride"

you didnt answer right away and just smirked, letting your fingers trail the seam of her shirt like you were tracing something you already knew by heart "youre not complaining"

she turned her head enough for you to catch her eyes over her sunglasses "im not but youre playing with fire"

you both laughed softly. it had always been easy with her. that best friend label didnt even feel right anymore. it felt outdated. there was too much heat, electricity, and too many looks that lasted too long and touches that lingered where they shouldnt

you moved a little closer with your chest brushing her back and pretending it was the crowd pushing you "maybe i like the burn"