Annabeth Pov.

I could tell there was something with the boy the minute he sat next to me. He was hot, most are, I'm good at reading people. He put on the usual tough guy attitude but didn't use it much obviously because it was terribly fake. He was normal dude I would see in a place like this but I knew he wasn't normal.

He is the first guy to make my innocent nice girl act go away. He brought out the real girl that's been hiding because of her job. Even his tough guy attitude vanished. Instead an easy going, fun loving guy, that doesn't care about the glare or whispers he gets appeared in his place.

I started to forget about my job and my fake personality to accomplish it, and just had fun. Till one of Luke's managers snapped me back to the reality that no madder what my job will never end and neither will the attitude that goes with it because the motto in this business is

"Anyone can be your next client."

I did the job, I knew I had to so I tried to continue schedule. I brought him out to the ally outside the club. I looked up at his face a naïve was all over it. When I made it to his eyes I let all the control I had go. I let the lust I had been gathering though the night takes over me. My body knew what to do, so I just laid back and let myself get wrapped in the bliss of this boy with sea green eyes.

Eventually we moved to his car. It was a corvette, I've been in a couple of these but this time I was going further than usual. Usually in my job I don't go all the way on the first night but this one was hard to keep your hands off of.

After we finished showing the lust we developed through the night. He didn't fall asleep like most do. Instead we started to joke around while I just laid there in his arms.

"Wanna go for a ride?" He asked randomly. He looked at me; he had been the whole night with a look I couldn't quiet described. And almost always with a smile as if no madder what happened he was happy.

I smiled back, because when he would smile I couldn't help but copy that adorable face.

"Sure." I moved from his lap to the passenger seat putting on all but my shoes and bucking my seat belt.

"You're not going to kidnap me right?" I suspiciously asked with a raise of my eye brow. He laughed at the comment and reassured me he wasn't.

We drove to the docks. He told me how he grew up in New York and always found himself drawn to the sea. I found it ironic that his eyes matched it too. We messed around for a while; he got me to make a sand castle with him. We took a walk along the beach that was at least an hour and a half long. We walked hand in hand; it felt like my hand was meant to be there. In a hand that had brought out the real me. In a hand loved me in such a gentle way.

When we got back to the car he got out a shitty blanket he had in the trunk and spread it out on the sand. He sat up elbows slightly behind him to support his upper body while the lower half lay in a laying position. I nestled myself at his side, one of his elbows on my side while the other half of me was pressed against him. The sun was starting to rise, it was kind of chilly. I ignored it, losing myself in the bliss of the best night of my life.

My eyes were stationed on the morning sun creeping up on the ocean when his voice appeared.

"You cold?" I looked up to see him staring at me with concerned eyes and his lips no longer in a smile. I looked down to see myself shaking.

"I guess so." I met his eyes and smiled. Feeling stupid to not have noticed of my own body's need of warmth.

"I got a jacket somewhere in this thing." He got up to go to the trunk and started searching. I looked at the sun, how beautiful it was in the morning. He appeared back with a black vans jacket helping me put it on. And sat back down at my side.

The jacket was too big; it slid over my hands and almost to my knees. I felt the warmth and the smell of him in the jacket and filled with happiness. I glanced up to see him with the stupidest smile on his face. I crawled over and kissed him. Which quickly turned out to playful ones.

We later moved back to his car. Still wearing his jacket I sat in the passenger seat and noticed my cell phone on the ground of the car. It gave me a reminder that I had a job and I couldn't escape it. I picked it up and slid it into my pocket. I looked at him. He was searching for the keys that were already in the car. I smiled at how foolish he was he had been since the minute I met him. It was as if his brain was filled with seaweed.

When he finally noticed where the keys were he tried to act as if he knew all along. He looked up and saw me smiling at him. I hide it, he face again filled with naïve of why. I looked at the sun that was quickly rising. The sun rise had ended and so must the best night of my life. I had a job that I had to finish. I sighed at the fact and quickly started to formulate a plan.