I pulled my dress back down and sat up straight, out of breath and my parts throbbing intensely between my legs.

All I could think of was 'wow' as Søren stood up, holding his hand out for me to take and pull me up until my chest pressed against his.

"Do you want to get out of here?" He asked, leaning forward until his lips touched my neck and started placing light feathered kisses everywhere his lips could touch.

I felt like I was floating, every part of me tingled whenever he touched me, whether it was his lips, hands, or body, it was like I was constantly drunk.

"I... can't." I forced out, pressing my hand against his bare chest, making Søren pull back.

"Mikkel... I left him waiting, he must be looking for me." I said as the guilt of what we did started to spill into my stomach, making me feel sick again.

"Oh, god." I pulled away from Søren, the reality of what we did sinking in deep.

"You have a girlfriend... you've just cheated on your girlfriend, and I-" I groan out. "Oh god! What have I done?"

"Hey, hey..." Søren reaches out and grabs my hand and then pulls me into his chest, then presses his forehead against mine, making me look at him.

"I don't regret this, Kate, and neither should you." He tells me, despite the swirling of guilt eating me alive inside.

"Skat, look at me." He says softly, our eyes locked on one another's. "They won't find out and nobody has to know, just don't-"

He sighs, then smiles weakly at me. "Don't avoid me because of this."

I go to open my mouth but Søren closes the distance and kisses me on the lips. "I know you've been avoiding me." He said, wrapping his strong arms around my waist.

We looked at each other for a moment longer, and I nodded my head, only then did Søren let go of me and smile down at me, my heart fluttering and my knees weak.

I must be out of my mind... otherwise, how do I explain this?

"Let's head back." Søren took my hand as I followed silently next to him, replaying everything back in my mind.

What... the hell are you doing, Kate?

*****

"Kate!" Mikkel's voice reaches my ears before I see him, making me turn around to see him jogging up to me.

"I was worried you passed out somewhere." He takes his jacket off to wrap around me, once he sees that I am shivering.

"Are you okay now?" He asked as I looked up at him, still guilty but... strangely... not regretting doing what I did.

I really was the worst... Why did someone like Mikkel even like me?

"I'm fine, I just needed to pee and got distracted by the seashells on the beach." I lied to him, making him laugh as he wrapped his arm around my neck.

"You're too adorable, come on, let's sit near the bonfire."

As I walked with Mikkel, from the corner of my eye I saw Søren with his girlfriend, acting like nothing just happened not minutes ago we were making out and his fingers weren't inside me.

"Um, Mikkel?" I swallowed hard, as he looked down at me.

"Yeah?"

"What does Skat mean?" I ask him, my stomach tightening as he smiles down at me, before laughing.

"Why, did some guy hit on you while you were looking at seashells?" He asked jokingly as I shook my head.

"It means babe or treasure, it's what you say instead of 'baby' in Danish." He said, making my stomach do a flip as we both found somewhere to sit near the bonfire.

"So... if I was going to use it, I'd say..." Mikkel leaned in until his lips grazed against my ear.

"Du er perfekt, skat." He whispered, his breath tickling my ear.

I could do nothing but smile at him, as I felt the gut-wrenching pain twist my insides, not needing to know Danish to know that Mikkel liked me, and had absolutely no idea what I had just done.

I felt awful, and I knew that I had to leave and do the hardest thing I had ever had to do... ever, after never being in a situation to turn somebody down.

"I'm sorry Mikkel." I swallow hard and move just enough to shrug his arm off from around mine.

"I... I really enjoyed coming here but I think we should just... be friends."

As I watched Mikkels face shift from playful and carefree to disappointed and confused had broke something inside of me I was sure would never heal.

"Oh, sure... um." He rubs the back of his neck, still confused as I swallow the dryness back in my throat.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked, making my stomach feel even worse.

I got up from the sand and grabbed my heels, just wanting to leave and not hurt him any more than I already had.

"No, really you are great and I had fun." I forced out, as Mikkel sighed but smiled at me as he stood up with me.

"Well... this sucks." He chuckles, as I try my best to smile. "I hope I didn't ruin your first date too much."

"You didn't." I quickly said, knowing fully well I had done that all by myself.

"I'm sorry, Mikkel and-" I pause, and smile genuinely at him. "Thank you for inviting me."

He nodded his head and then I took a step back and walked away, knowing that if I turned around now, I would feel even worse than I already did..

I couldn't look at anyone, I knew people around us had heard me turn down Mikkel, I could even feel girls glaring at the back of my head as I walked past people, gripping my heels tightly in my hand.

I didn't see Søren, but I knew he was looking at me, and with one more step I was off the beach, with the turn of a corner where nobody could see me, I began walking... with my head high, as I fought back tears of guilt.

I didn't regret it, but I did regret how I hurt Mikkel and used him to get Søren's attention, and most of all... I felt guilty that I wanted to leave with him and do more.

I liked Søren, and my drama-free summer was becoming just that...

A summer full of drama.