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board strap from me. He pushes the board towards the beach and grabs my ankle, pulling me down. He grins at me underwater and we break the surface at the same time. I cough a few times.
''Dick.'' I splash him as I kick my legs gently to keep myself afloat.
''Beautiful,'' he replies, splashing me back and moving closer.
''Ass,'' I argue and move backwards.
''Gorgeous.'' He moves towards me again and I move back.
''Egotistical,'' I counter.
''Enchanting.'' He kicks forward and grabs me round the waist.
''Irritatingly charming.'' I look up at him and all cockiness is gone from his eyes. My hands are pressed against his chest and it's rock solid. My fingers twitch.
Mine, he mouths silently. I give him an amused smile and shake my head.
''Caveman,'' I whisper.
''Yours,'' he whispers in return.
The waves are suddenly soundless, the laughs and cries of delighted children muted. The world freezes, just for a moment, and as I look in his eyes they're the brightest spark of colour in a world so dull.
His fingers play with the ends of my wet hair and my hands rest on his shoulders. He looks at me like I'm the only thing he can see, and that look speeds up my heart. It's pumping so fast I'm sure he can feel it against his chest.
My feelings change as I look into his eyes for longer than usual. The attraction is being overridden, my heart is taking over the driving seat from my hormones.
A wave comes crashing into us with a deafening sound and Alec momentarily loosens his grip on me - long enough for me to see reason and slip out from his arms. I ride with the wave until I surface a few feet from him.
''Are you gonna teach me to surf or are you planning on being a shark's dinner?'' I call to him.
Even though I'm not close to him, I can see his lips curl up, his dimples appear and his eyes crinkle. It's like it's burned into my mind.
''Yes, Princess, I'm teaching you to surf,'' he laughs and moves towards me.
I push my way through the water to beat him to where the boards have washed up, desperately avoiding another moment like what we just had, and at the same time desperately wanting him to take me in his arms again.
I'm not the kind of girl to blink and give my heart away, but I know if anyone can make me do it, it's Alec.
Every time I look at him it's like a little piece of who I am chips away, revealing the 'summer girl' I left behind five years ago. The carefree, up for anything girl.
He's slowly stripping away my defences with every look, every touch, every dimpled smile, and he doesn't even realise he's doing it.
Meeting Alec has changed everything, and it scares me.
He's everything I know is bad for me, everything I should avoid. We're opposites in every way and it shouldn't work, but apparently my self-preservation has gone on holiday to the Bahamas along with my common sense because I can't seem to get away from him.
I don't get swayed by smooth lines, and casual touches don't make me go crazy. When Alec speaks to me it's like music to my soul, and every touch sends tingles crawling across my skin.
But, I realise as I paddle out for my second attempt at surfing, it's not those things that pull me towards him like a moth to a flame.
It's the look in his eyes when he tells me I'm beautiful; the tenderness in his voice when he calls me 'Princess'; the soft, protective element to his touch.
They all give me little glimpses into the guy under the flirty, egotistical outer shell.
So maybe, just maybe, the way I'm starting to feel isn't so crazy, after all.
ALEC
Every turning point in life has a significant moment that accompanies it. It changes relationships, feelings and perspectives, altering the way you see the world around you.
It also usually hits you with the force of a ten-ton-truck skidding on ice.
It's no longer about sex, or attraction, or my teenage boy needs. It's no longer about the way Lexy's ass wiggles when she walks, the way she looks in a bikini or the way her lips would, and should,
''Dick.'' I splash him as I kick my legs gently to keep myself afloat.
''Beautiful,'' he replies, splashing me back and moving closer.
''Ass,'' I argue and move backwards.
''Gorgeous.'' He moves towards me again and I move back.
''Egotistical,'' I counter.
''Enchanting.'' He kicks forward and grabs me round the waist.
''Irritatingly charming.'' I look up at him and all cockiness is gone from his eyes. My hands are pressed against his chest and it's rock solid. My fingers twitch.
Mine, he mouths silently. I give him an amused smile and shake my head.
''Caveman,'' I whisper.
''Yours,'' he whispers in return.
The waves are suddenly soundless, the laughs and cries of delighted children muted. The world freezes, just for a moment, and as I look in his eyes they're the brightest spark of colour in a world so dull.
His fingers play with the ends of my wet hair and my hands rest on his shoulders. He looks at me like I'm the only thing he can see, and that look speeds up my heart. It's pumping so fast I'm sure he can feel it against his chest.
My feelings change as I look into his eyes for longer than usual. The attraction is being overridden, my heart is taking over the driving seat from my hormones.
A wave comes crashing into us with a deafening sound and Alec momentarily loosens his grip on me - long enough for me to see reason and slip out from his arms. I ride with the wave until I surface a few feet from him.
''Are you gonna teach me to surf or are you planning on being a shark's dinner?'' I call to him.
Even though I'm not close to him, I can see his lips curl up, his dimples appear and his eyes crinkle. It's like it's burned into my mind.
''Yes, Princess, I'm teaching you to surf,'' he laughs and moves towards me.
I push my way through the water to beat him to where the boards have washed up, desperately avoiding another moment like what we just had, and at the same time desperately wanting him to take me in his arms again.
I'm not the kind of girl to blink and give my heart away, but I know if anyone can make me do it, it's Alec.
Every time I look at him it's like a little piece of who I am chips away, revealing the 'summer girl' I left behind five years ago. The carefree, up for anything girl.
He's slowly stripping away my defences with every look, every touch, every dimpled smile, and he doesn't even realise he's doing it.
Meeting Alec has changed everything, and it scares me.
He's everything I know is bad for me, everything I should avoid. We're opposites in every way and it shouldn't work, but apparently my self-preservation has gone on holiday to the Bahamas along with my common sense because I can't seem to get away from him.
I don't get swayed by smooth lines, and casual touches don't make me go crazy. When Alec speaks to me it's like music to my soul, and every touch sends tingles crawling across my skin.
But, I realise as I paddle out for my second attempt at surfing, it's not those things that pull me towards him like a moth to a flame.
It's the look in his eyes when he tells me I'm beautiful; the tenderness in his voice when he calls me 'Princess'; the soft, protective element to his touch.
They all give me little glimpses into the guy under the flirty, egotistical outer shell.
So maybe, just maybe, the way I'm starting to feel isn't so crazy, after all.
ALEC
Every turning point in life has a significant moment that accompanies it. It changes relationships, feelings and perspectives, altering the way you see the world around you.
It also usually hits you with the force of a ten-ton-truck skidding on ice.
It's no longer about sex, or attraction, or my teenage boy needs. It's no longer about the way Lexy's ass wiggles when she walks, the way she looks in a bikini or the way her lips would, and should,
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