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giving me goose bumps. The waves are crashing against the sand, and I smell the salty ocean air mixed with a touch of coconut.
Twenty…nineteen…eighteen…seventeen…sixteen…
The refreshing breeze pins my mouth into a grin. I’m now visualizing I’m the only person within the visible horizon of the beautiful golden sand. With a deep breath, I peek through my half open eyes. I sigh, taking in the beautiful seashore of San Diego.
“Looks like you figured it out,” a voice calls from the distance.
It startles me since I didn’t expect to be greeted so soon.
“Alex," I say, grinning like an idiot. He jogs toward me. My God, he's amazing.
“I’m glad to see you figured out how to come back,” he says moving in closer. His sunglasses block his eyes. “How was your day?”
I shrug. “It was boring. I don’t do much, other than sit in my bedroom." I don't think he needs to know what I really mean by that. "I’m sure your day was more exciting. What did you do?” I ask.
“I surfed for most of it,” he says, combing his fingers through his shimmering wet gold hair. I guess that was a dumb question, considering he’s wearing an unzipped wetsuit and carrying a surfboard.
“Rough life you have here,” I tease. I’m trying not to stare at his bare chest, toned and dripping wet.
He notices my struggling eyes and looks down at his body, acknowledging that I've been caught. “Yeah, those waves were pretty brutal today," he jokes, removing his sunglasses from his piercing blue eyes. They’re so incredible they make the color of the ocean look dull by comparison.
“Would it be weird if I told you that I’ve been looking forward to the day we could hang out like this?” he asks. His focus drifts down to the sand. He seems embarrassed.
I met him only a couple of days ago, and yet he claims to have known me for much longer.
“I wish I had the same memories, the same anticipation.” I sense that my words strike him like a punch in the gut. I feel bad about it. "That's not to say that I wasn't looking forward to seeing you again, even if it's only been two days for me." I pinch my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Sorry…I didn't mean to freak you out,” he says in a gruff voice, moving in closer to me. His hand wraps around my arm and he pulls me down into the sand to sit next to him.
“You said you only live a couple of blocks from here, right?” I ask.
He looks over at me with one eye squinted shut to keep out the sun’s glare. “Yeah. As a matter of fact, I believe you’ve actually visited my house recently.” He chuckles a bit.
It doesn't take long for me to put two and two together. It takes even less time for me to feel a rush of heat explode through my face. “Celia is…your mother?” It all comes together. “Is that large yellow house with the incredible pool yours?”
He nods. “Yes…and yes.” He smirks, getting a kick out of my embarrassment. "Maybe we should discuss your trespassing skills.”
I purse my lips and cock my head. “Very funny. Celia said she knew me, and that I had been there before, but I don’t recall that, either. Would you care to fill me in on the missing pieces?”
“Are you sure you want to know?”
It isn’t even a question, as far as I’m concerned. “Absolutely.”
“Okay.” He pulls in a long breath. When you and I were younger, you appeared around my pool quite a bit. You weren’t very good at trespassing then either.” He winks. “I used to talk about you to Celia all the time, and she thought it was sooooo cute ,” he mocks the tone of her voice, “that I had an imaginary friend .” He stops talking and looks me in the eyes, almost as if he’s unveiling some great mystery. “That was before she saw you for herself. When she saw you disappear for the first time, she realized that you were just like me. She was ecstatic to know I wouldn’t have to go through life alone with my extraordinary abilities , as she calls
Twenty…nineteen…eighteen…seventeen…sixteen…
The refreshing breeze pins my mouth into a grin. I’m now visualizing I’m the only person within the visible horizon of the beautiful golden sand. With a deep breath, I peek through my half open eyes. I sigh, taking in the beautiful seashore of San Diego.
“Looks like you figured it out,” a voice calls from the distance.
It startles me since I didn’t expect to be greeted so soon.
“Alex," I say, grinning like an idiot. He jogs toward me. My God, he's amazing.
“I’m glad to see you figured out how to come back,” he says moving in closer. His sunglasses block his eyes. “How was your day?”
I shrug. “It was boring. I don’t do much, other than sit in my bedroom." I don't think he needs to know what I really mean by that. "I’m sure your day was more exciting. What did you do?” I ask.
“I surfed for most of it,” he says, combing his fingers through his shimmering wet gold hair. I guess that was a dumb question, considering he’s wearing an unzipped wetsuit and carrying a surfboard.
“Rough life you have here,” I tease. I’m trying not to stare at his bare chest, toned and dripping wet.
He notices my struggling eyes and looks down at his body, acknowledging that I've been caught. “Yeah, those waves were pretty brutal today," he jokes, removing his sunglasses from his piercing blue eyes. They’re so incredible they make the color of the ocean look dull by comparison.
“Would it be weird if I told you that I’ve been looking forward to the day we could hang out like this?” he asks. His focus drifts down to the sand. He seems embarrassed.
I met him only a couple of days ago, and yet he claims to have known me for much longer.
“I wish I had the same memories, the same anticipation.” I sense that my words strike him like a punch in the gut. I feel bad about it. "That's not to say that I wasn't looking forward to seeing you again, even if it's only been two days for me." I pinch my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Sorry…I didn't mean to freak you out,” he says in a gruff voice, moving in closer to me. His hand wraps around my arm and he pulls me down into the sand to sit next to him.
“You said you only live a couple of blocks from here, right?” I ask.
He looks over at me with one eye squinted shut to keep out the sun’s glare. “Yeah. As a matter of fact, I believe you’ve actually visited my house recently.” He chuckles a bit.
It doesn't take long for me to put two and two together. It takes even less time for me to feel a rush of heat explode through my face. “Celia is…your mother?” It all comes together. “Is that large yellow house with the incredible pool yours?”
He nods. “Yes…and yes.” He smirks, getting a kick out of my embarrassment. "Maybe we should discuss your trespassing skills.”
I purse my lips and cock my head. “Very funny. Celia said she knew me, and that I had been there before, but I don’t recall that, either. Would you care to fill me in on the missing pieces?”
“Are you sure you want to know?”
It isn’t even a question, as far as I’m concerned. “Absolutely.”
“Okay.” He pulls in a long breath. When you and I were younger, you appeared around my pool quite a bit. You weren’t very good at trespassing then either.” He winks. “I used to talk about you to Celia all the time, and she thought it was sooooo cute ,” he mocks the tone of her voice, “that I had an imaginary friend .” He stops talking and looks me in the eyes, almost as if he’s unveiling some great mystery. “That was before she saw you for herself. When she saw you disappear for the first time, she realized that you were just like me. She was ecstatic to know I wouldn’t have to go through life alone with my extraordinary abilities , as she calls
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