Brady's POV
I couldn't help but to look at her blonde hair. From where I was sitting she looked like a Barbie doll. Her electronics looked out of place on the remote beach. She looked stressed and I wanted to be her stress reliever. She through her phone in the sand and just sat there. She ran her fingers through her hair and looked around before spotting me. I looked into her piercing blue eyes and my breath caught. Everything around me was floating but she was holding me to the ground. I had imprinted.