A/N The person who said a sex scene she be rated R, there WAS no sex scene
in the last chapter! LOL.
The Honeymoon, Part 2
"Do you know what Landon?" she asked, combing her straight brown hair into her usual fashion of a ponytail. She quickly twirled her hand with the rubber band until it was secure.
"What?"
"I have never been swimming." Landon burst out laughing then stopped quickly. She had never been swimming, living by the ocean all her life? It seemed absurd, but he knew it was true.
"Well, this is a good place to learn. Wouldn't want to learn in the ocean, when your drowning in the tide. Do you have a bathing suit?" Jamie shook her head, and Landon really didn't have any idea what was in the suitcases now. "Guess we'll go shopping."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jamie had really, and when Landon said really he was making it sound less than it was, REALLY reluctant to buy a bikini. It was too revealing she said, even though she admitted she liked the looks of it now that she had gotten tan from working in her father's garden in a shorts and a tank top that apparently absorbed the sun. Her stomach was as tan as her arms and face, and she looked incredible in the red with two then white stripes down-the-side bikini she had picked up.
She slipped into it, and looked up for approval. "You look great babe. I only wish I could say the same for myself." Jamie laughed, lifting his shirt for examination. "Brown."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Landon led the way to the outside pool, towel in hand, and Jamie had hers wrapped around her protectively, glancing side to side as if someone way out here would notice her as that girl in church who always dressed in coveralls or "that sweater."
"Leave your towel here," he said, pointing toward the cheap plastic lawn chairs the hotel had scattered around the outside of the pool. Jamie did, slowly, and in Landon's eyes it looked as if she was unwrapping herself, the new her or something. He grabbed her hand gently, leading her down the stair into the cold water of the pool.
"I feel like I'm in a huge bath," she said quietly so none of the others around could here her. Landon just laughed; it's pleasantness making the older one's turn around and smile, remembering their youthful days. Soon they were chatting amongst themselves, reliving the past.
"Okay, first you have to learn how to float," started Landon, making himself into the customary X shape. "See?"
Jamie tried to do it, but sank right away. "How?"
"Try again, this time I'll help you." His hands supported her back and then he softly took them from underneath her, and she was floating.
"This is great!" she exclaimed, looking up into the clouds, still floating. A butterfly went past, a great orange one, and she felt like one. Like it floated on air, she floated on water.
"Now for the actual swimming. Cup your hands like a spoon, and rotate like this while kicking your feet." Landon demonstrated, and she tried to follow his lead and half swam, half flopped around. Soon she was swimming like a pro.
"I'm doing it!" she said, beaming like a child.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Landon threw that last of the suitcases in the back of the SUV and slammed the trunk down. They were going home, and now this was when real life started. It all starts after the honeymoon.
A/N: Please review. Thanks!
The Honeymoon, Part 2
"Do you know what Landon?" she asked, combing her straight brown hair into her usual fashion of a ponytail. She quickly twirled her hand with the rubber band until it was secure.
"What?"
"I have never been swimming." Landon burst out laughing then stopped quickly. She had never been swimming, living by the ocean all her life? It seemed absurd, but he knew it was true.
"Well, this is a good place to learn. Wouldn't want to learn in the ocean, when your drowning in the tide. Do you have a bathing suit?" Jamie shook her head, and Landon really didn't have any idea what was in the suitcases now. "Guess we'll go shopping."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jamie had really, and when Landon said really he was making it sound less than it was, REALLY reluctant to buy a bikini. It was too revealing she said, even though she admitted she liked the looks of it now that she had gotten tan from working in her father's garden in a shorts and a tank top that apparently absorbed the sun. Her stomach was as tan as her arms and face, and she looked incredible in the red with two then white stripes down-the-side bikini she had picked up.
She slipped into it, and looked up for approval. "You look great babe. I only wish I could say the same for myself." Jamie laughed, lifting his shirt for examination. "Brown."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Landon led the way to the outside pool, towel in hand, and Jamie had hers wrapped around her protectively, glancing side to side as if someone way out here would notice her as that girl in church who always dressed in coveralls or "that sweater."
"Leave your towel here," he said, pointing toward the cheap plastic lawn chairs the hotel had scattered around the outside of the pool. Jamie did, slowly, and in Landon's eyes it looked as if she was unwrapping herself, the new her or something. He grabbed her hand gently, leading her down the stair into the cold water of the pool.
"I feel like I'm in a huge bath," she said quietly so none of the others around could here her. Landon just laughed; it's pleasantness making the older one's turn around and smile, remembering their youthful days. Soon they were chatting amongst themselves, reliving the past.
"Okay, first you have to learn how to float," started Landon, making himself into the customary X shape. "See?"
Jamie tried to do it, but sank right away. "How?"
"Try again, this time I'll help you." His hands supported her back and then he softly took them from underneath her, and she was floating.
"This is great!" she exclaimed, looking up into the clouds, still floating. A butterfly went past, a great orange one, and she felt like one. Like it floated on air, she floated on water.
"Now for the actual swimming. Cup your hands like a spoon, and rotate like this while kicking your feet." Landon demonstrated, and she tried to follow his lead and half swam, half flopped around. Soon she was swimming like a pro.
"I'm doing it!" she said, beaming like a child.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Landon threw that last of the suitcases in the back of the SUV and slammed the trunk down. They were going home, and now this was when real life started. It all starts after the honeymoon.
A/N: Please review. Thanks!