CHAPTER 10
"Shit! Sorry, I didn't mean to do that. But I did not faint! I was simply lying down."
I cock an eyebrow at him. "You were lying down...in the middle of a beach? At five-thirty in the morning?"
Blood pools in his cheeks. "I…I like it here. I f-find it c-comfortable. The ocean's... the water, it, um, it's soothing." His right hand goes into his pocket as his left reaches up to tug on his hair.
I find myself relaxing just a little. He seems perfectly okay, just a bit flustered. "You should get checked-up. Better safe than sorry."
He doesn't reply.
I hear the static noise coming from my phone, so I find it and apologize to the lady for the false alarm. After a stern lecture about wasting her time while she could be saving others, she hangs up on me.
What a wonderful way to start your day.
I turn back to face the root of all my trouble who's currently starring at me with wide, bright green eyes.
"What are you doing here?" he demands.
I look at him in shock. "I'm here because my friend called me, crying and scared that someone went missing because someone's not picking up their phone because someone forgot it in God Knows Where!" I snap at him.
Yeah, so, mornings and I aren't exactly best friends, okay?
His face crumples as he realizes what must've happened and my heart tugs. "I-I apologize for all the trouble. I didn't realize Rose w-would call you. I'm sorry, I'm so sorr—" he begins rambling, and my head starts pounding, so I throw my hand over his mouth before he gives himself an aneurysm.
I smile at him. "It's okay. You're okay. Let's just go home now."
Aaaaaand, the blush is back.