"You've been here before?" "Yeah, MG and I come up here to chase boys and swim." She stopped when she remembered that she was talking to her date, "Oops, sorry."

Ben chuckled and shook his head, "You and MG flirting? I'm shocked." He stepped in front of her and came in close, "Were you wearing a bikini?"

"Maybe," she gave him a coy smile.

He rested his forehead on hers, "I am so sorry I missed that." He kissed her. "What color?" He kissed her again.

Carrie giggled into his kiss, "Blue."

He pulled her in close, brushed the stray hairs off her shoulder and kissed her neck. "Blue, huh?" Carrie nuzzled into his neck then kissed along the muscle that ran from his shoulder to his ear. "With yellow and black polka dots."

Ben moved in closer between her legs, "String bikini?" He looked so hopeful. Carrie laughed, "Yes." She hooked her legs around his. "Is this doing something for you?" She looked up at him with a suggestive glint.

"Yeah," he was a little defensive. "What can I say, I'm a visual guy. Just picturing you in a bikini does something for me."

Carrie wrapped her arms around his neck and slid forward on the table, "If you want a picture, I'll have MG take one."

The wind was blowing the hairs that had come loose from her ponytail into her face. Ben pushed them aside and held them back, "I leave for camp in two weeks, can I have one to take with me?"

"To put inside your locker?" "No," he played with the outer edge of her ear which made her shiver, "I'm putting it on the outside; make all the plebes jealous."

"Plebes?"

"Young guys."

Carrie nodded, "Corrupting them?"

"Just giving them something to shoot for," his grin was both cocky and love sick. Ben lifted her by her hips and turned around so he was sitting on the table. He laid back, taking her with him. He kissed her once, slowly, then turned half way and let her roll off so she was next to him; his arm as her pillow. He breathed out a contented sigh and looked up.

"What do you see?"

"Centaurus, Antila, Hydra."

Carrie squinted and looked up, "I was thinking more like the big dipper or a bunny."

Ben laughed. "Centaurus is half man half horse." "You see that up there?" Carrie continued squinting, studying the spot where Ben was looking. She tilted her head, looking for the image.

"It's a rough outline."

They lay in companionable silence, studying the stars, both excited and relaxed to be lying close together.

"Two weeks, huh?" Carrie finally spoke.

"Yeah," Ben turned his head so he could look at her, "This is the first year I would rather stay here."

That made her smile, "Thanks," she looked at him briefly, then turned back to the sky, avoiding the intensity. "Did I tell you I got a job?"

"No, what are you going to do?"

"I'm babysitting everyday for the Burtons."

Ben squinted, trying to place the name.

"They live on Womack, they have a 2-year-old girl." He shook his head.

"I can walk there and I figure I can take Two-fer with me sometimes."

"Do you know how to drive?"

"What?"

"You said you were walking. Is that because you don't have a car or because you never got your license?"

Carrie leaned up on her arm, stacking it on his, "Don't know how, and no license, and no car."

"I'm going to teach you to drive before I leave." He said it as if it were settled. "It's too dark tonight."

Carrie started to giggle, "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Yeah, why?" Ben sounded insulted.

"Let's see, there was the time you tried to teach me to play monopoly ..."

"You weren't following the rules. They are written on the lid for a reason."