Never had any girl tempted me from my duties as a lifeguard. Never.
“Man, she’s a danger to public safety,” said Blake.
A hot blade of jealousy slashed through my gut. Enough.
I blew my whistle, capturing her and everyone else’s attention. I waved her over. With the sun on my back, Kelsey crooked a hand over her sunglasses as she approached the stand.
“Am I in trouble?” Her tone, naughty and flirty, left no doubt to her preferred form of punishment.
“Yeah, for indecent exposure.”
“Wait until I get wet.”
“Damn, Kelsey.”
Blake whistled and not with his standard issue lifeguard whistle.
“Whoops. I didn’t mean it THAT way.”
“Sure you didn’t. Go home and take a nap. I want you rested for later.”
“Sean, that would be sexy if you didn’t currently look like a Smurf.”
Touching my nose, I’d forgotten about the blue zinc oxide I’d smeared on this and every morning so I wouldn’t end up with skin cancer in a couple of years. “You’ll pay for that.”
“What? I think it’s adorable. And it matches your eyes.”
“Seriously, Kelsey, go home and stop torturing me.”
She stuck out her tongue before spinning on her heel to sashay back to her towel.
Yep, sashayed.
“Oh, how he mighty have fallen,” said Blake.
“Yeah, what was your first clue?”
“Dude, you’re Mr. Lifeguard, and you looked away from the water for two seconds.”
If only it were a mere two seconds. “That’s why I asked her to leave. She’s my Kryptonite. I think I love her, man.”
“Here.” Kelsey held up a brown paper bag.
Crap. Had she heard any of that? We’d agreed to keep the relationship fun. If she suspected that my feelings ran deeper than just sex would she back off?
“Hello.” She waved the bag. “I made you lunch.”
“Oh.” I reached down and opened the bag to peek in.
“And I bought you an energy drink, because YOU’RE going to need it later.”
I welcomed the challenge. Closing the bag, I said, “Thanks, babe.”
“Welcome.” She turned to go.
“Hey, Kelsey.”
She stopped, placing a hand on her hip. “What?”
I pointed the whistle at her bikini. “Wear that under your dress tonight.”
“Wear the blue stuff on your nose,” she quipped back.
Laughing, I turned my gaze to the water. Guarding lives was a hell of a lot easier than guarding my heart.
“I’d say she’s got it bad for you, too,” said Blake.
I twirled the whistle like a cowboy with his gun, pretending I didn’t care if what Blake said was true, but I still asked nonchalantly, “You think?”
“Dude, she made it clear to all the other chicks on the beach that you are hers.”
Heart, body, and soul.
Could it be that Kelsey’s feelings ran deeper, too? Is that why she made her way to my beach on most days when she could have sunbathed by Storme’s house? Why she’d made me lunch today? And why she couldn’t get enough of me at night?
My break wasn’t for another hour but I was suddenly hungry. Opening the bag, I unwrapped the foil, relieved to find none of that health food crap that she liked to eat. Hearty roast beef with all the fixings on a sub roll. I’d save the energy drink for later, because I knew Kelsey wasn’t lying when she’d said I’d need it.
“Are you going to share that sandwich?”
“Not a chance.” The sandwich was mine. And so was Kelsey. At least until the end of the summer.
*
Later that night, I found myself soaking in my first bubble bath since I was a little boy, only instead of a rubber duck as a companion, I had a hot playmate sitting across from me. Vanilla scented candles surrounded us, and music played softly in the background. The swell of Kelsey’s breasts peeked above the bubbles. I was damn tempted to pull the drain cap so I could see her whole body, slippery and wet, wearing only bubbles.
Though we’d been barely able to keep our hands off of each other, I still wanted more, but Kelsey seemed far away. Maybe, I wiped her out,
“Man, she’s a danger to public safety,” said Blake.
A hot blade of jealousy slashed through my gut. Enough.
I blew my whistle, capturing her and everyone else’s attention. I waved her over. With the sun on my back, Kelsey crooked a hand over her sunglasses as she approached the stand.
“Am I in trouble?” Her tone, naughty and flirty, left no doubt to her preferred form of punishment.
“Yeah, for indecent exposure.”
“Wait until I get wet.”
“Damn, Kelsey.”
Blake whistled and not with his standard issue lifeguard whistle.
“Whoops. I didn’t mean it THAT way.”
“Sure you didn’t. Go home and take a nap. I want you rested for later.”
“Sean, that would be sexy if you didn’t currently look like a Smurf.”
Touching my nose, I’d forgotten about the blue zinc oxide I’d smeared on this and every morning so I wouldn’t end up with skin cancer in a couple of years. “You’ll pay for that.”
“What? I think it’s adorable. And it matches your eyes.”
“Seriously, Kelsey, go home and stop torturing me.”
She stuck out her tongue before spinning on her heel to sashay back to her towel.
Yep, sashayed.
“Oh, how he mighty have fallen,” said Blake.
“Yeah, what was your first clue?”
“Dude, you’re Mr. Lifeguard, and you looked away from the water for two seconds.”
If only it were a mere two seconds. “That’s why I asked her to leave. She’s my Kryptonite. I think I love her, man.”
“Here.” Kelsey held up a brown paper bag.
Crap. Had she heard any of that? We’d agreed to keep the relationship fun. If she suspected that my feelings ran deeper than just sex would she back off?
“Hello.” She waved the bag. “I made you lunch.”
“Oh.” I reached down and opened the bag to peek in.
“And I bought you an energy drink, because YOU’RE going to need it later.”
I welcomed the challenge. Closing the bag, I said, “Thanks, babe.”
“Welcome.” She turned to go.
“Hey, Kelsey.”
She stopped, placing a hand on her hip. “What?”
I pointed the whistle at her bikini. “Wear that under your dress tonight.”
“Wear the blue stuff on your nose,” she quipped back.
Laughing, I turned my gaze to the water. Guarding lives was a hell of a lot easier than guarding my heart.
“I’d say she’s got it bad for you, too,” said Blake.
I twirled the whistle like a cowboy with his gun, pretending I didn’t care if what Blake said was true, but I still asked nonchalantly, “You think?”
“Dude, she made it clear to all the other chicks on the beach that you are hers.”
Heart, body, and soul.
Could it be that Kelsey’s feelings ran deeper, too? Is that why she made her way to my beach on most days when she could have sunbathed by Storme’s house? Why she’d made me lunch today? And why she couldn’t get enough of me at night?
My break wasn’t for another hour but I was suddenly hungry. Opening the bag, I unwrapped the foil, relieved to find none of that health food crap that she liked to eat. Hearty roast beef with all the fixings on a sub roll. I’d save the energy drink for later, because I knew Kelsey wasn’t lying when she’d said I’d need it.
“Are you going to share that sandwich?”
“Not a chance.” The sandwich was mine. And so was Kelsey. At least until the end of the summer.
*
Later that night, I found myself soaking in my first bubble bath since I was a little boy, only instead of a rubber duck as a companion, I had a hot playmate sitting across from me. Vanilla scented candles surrounded us, and music played softly in the background. The swell of Kelsey’s breasts peeked above the bubbles. I was damn tempted to pull the drain cap so I could see her whole body, slippery and wet, wearing only bubbles.
Though we’d been barely able to keep our hands off of each other, I still wanted more, but Kelsey seemed far away. Maybe, I wiped her out,
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