Chapter 3

Blair jumped startled and stood frozen in a moment, finally after few seconds determined – she turned around. Her eyes widened.

There he was - tall, slender, broad shoulders and narrow hips, a bit dark, wearing tiny shorts and tank top.

One could say he came down out of the fashion magazine or television advertising. He would certainly look like a model, if not sweaty. He must have ran along the coast, and now stood slightly bent forward, trying to catch the breath.

"- What happened? "– Curiously asked Blair and glanced in to supermodel's eyes.

She glanced at it once and felt she was drowning, was lost forever, forever ... those eyes...

Stranger starred at her and smiled warmly. Not only with the mouth, but also with the deep dark amber eyes.

"- Well, I can see sea. Sky, clouds, and sun - the same way - he waved his hand at Blair's drawing. - Even the seagulls. Meanwhile, ship does not appear in the horizon? Maybe it went in to the sea already? Have I missed it?"

"- It's not just a ship, it's a sailboat, - Blair didn't realize she went to correct the young man.- It didn't disappear. The ship was not here. It is only in my imagination. I couldn't bear painting from nature, so I had to add something. And where are you coming from, then? "– Nosily requested Blair.

"- I ran along the coast. From there - the guy slowly waved his hand. - Every morning I try to move. Honestly it's difficult to push myself during holidays. The lazy habit is stronger than me."

That's where the athletic figure and nice muscles come from. – Thought glimpsed in Blair's mind.

"- On holiday?" - She repeated, hoping that he could not hear her heart beating like crazy in her chest. "- That's why I haven't seen you around lately.. I mean I haven't seen you here at all. Are you a newcomer?"

"- Yes, stranger. Do you have something to drink? I didn't even think of bringing water and now it's boiling! Dying of thirst, to say the least. You'll have trouble if I will drop dead by your pretty legs" - a guy tried to joke seeing how tense and skeptic the pale beauty was.

"- Of course I do" – Without breaking an eye contact with the stranger Blair leaned close to the easel stand and grabbed the bottle of Evian. "- I never leave the house without water. Nothing is worse than the human body, and how fast in looses so much fluid."

"- You speak like a physician. Maybe you're a doctor? – Chuck rose an eyebrow, and immediately thought to himself: "And what I'm jabbering here? After all, she is probably a student. She seems so young and ... "

"- No, I'm not a doctor "– Blair smiled weakly finally passing the mineral water to the gorgeous stranger and salvaging him from death of thirst.

"- Thank you - the guy smiled while taking this invaluable asset from brunette mermaid hands. – Can I drink the whole bottle?" – He asked but did not wait for a reply and started drinking greedily.

"- Its ok, I have another one "– said Blair feeling her mouth dry, and body suddenly so hot as if she had ran the marathon herself.

"- It would be fantastic idea to have a swim!" - Suddenly Chuck blurted out. He carefully turned the empty bottle, gave it back to Blair and without any hesitation began to dress.

"- The water is cold, and you are sweaty, it's dangerous" – Blair tried to object. Truthfully she was more worried about herself and her own body reactions towards the as if from the sky fallen Apollo, than for his health.

But the guy did not listen; he wriggled from the T-shirt and shorts swiftly. Chuck was left standing with only bathing shorts, which is to say the least, did not leave anything to imagination. He took his watch and handed it over to Blair, who was too stunned to protest or even utter a single word..

"- Can you please hold it? I do not to get want any sand in it."

Girl could barely nod and took the luxury watch with trembling fingers.

As if fearing that it'd break, she briskly put it into her short's pocket.

Painting was the last thing on Blair's mind.

She watched as a guy slowly walked towards the sea.

Once in the water he took broad strokes and was pouring sea water on to himself, as if he wanted his body to get used to it, before indulging into the cool depths.

I am only looking at him as an artist – Blair was trying to make excuses for herself. - It is my only model. The perfect model ... After all, he is. my.. ... Today here, tomorrow perhaps a hundred miles away. .."What's this?" - Unhappy about jamming sound Blair turned around to look at man's clothes on the sand.

She stared a few moments before realizing that his cell phone was ringing.

"- Hey! Sorry! Your phone is ringing!" – She stepped towards the sea and shouted to the stranger.

The guy turned around and as if glad that there was a good enough reason to avoid the cold water. He walked quickly towards her. Blair couldn't stop starring at his fuzzy, muscular chest...

Chuck found the source of noise and hit answer.

"- Morning Lilly.."