DISCLAIMER: I am NOT Meg Cabot. I do not own the charecters (except for the unknowns). The plot, however, is all mine.
Hey! Don't ya'll hate servers? They never seem to work when you need them... I am going to be gone for the next 10 or so days, so... needless to say I won't be done before my trip to Europe. Mom decided we should see family. I'll have computer access breifly and I'll update if possible.
Thanks to my reviewer's, ya'll rock my socks. Here's the next chapter. No ghost girl, but plenty of Suze and Jesse :-D.
Suze's POV
"Oh... it's war now." I warned Jesse from behind, just before jumping on his back. He wouldn't stop splashing me and throwing me in the water. Well, now it was him going in the water.
I looked at him from above the surface. Jesse is really hot underwater. But, then again, he's hot all the time. I couldn't resist the urge to run my fingers through his plack hair that was floating freely. He turned around in the water, looking up at me.
I couldn't help but think how much that hurt. Salt water in the eyes. But something told me that Jesse didn't care. My body was like silly putty at that moment and I allowed him to pull me down with him.
I've noticed that Jesse has a large lung capacity. I've seen him stay under water for like a minute and a half. He rose his head up quickly and took a deep breath with me and we both submerged.
We didn't waste any time before kissing. His hands moved up in my hair as mine gently rubbed his back. We had never kissed underwater before, and let me just say it felt really good. I could feel the tiny little air bubbles escape from his nose. I never grew tired of him breathing. It's amazing.
But, eventually, we had to come up for oxygen.I rested my head on his chest, letting his arms wrap around my waist. By now, we were completly unaware of the other people swimming or the little kids splashing around. It was just us.
His lips began to leave a delicatetrail down my neck. I sighed at the feeling. Jess's finger were softly running up my back, resting on my bikini. It took so much strength not to rip his swimming trunks off on the spot.
Pulling away, I said. "Last one to the hotel room is a rotten egg!" Childish, I know, but fun. I ran away quickly, getting out of the water and grabing my shorts and towel. I didn't even bring shoes. Shoes are sooutdated in Hawaii (A/N: They really are:-p I'd walk around hotels, even churches, barefoot.) I looked back to find him finallycatching on and getting out of the water.
I ran back up to the hotel as fast as I could, quickly getting onto an elevator as it closed. Hitting the top button. I let out a long breath.
A couple, roughly in they're 70's, looked at me curiously. I mean, I was breathing heavily. I decided to be polite and ask. "How are you doing?"
"Fine, and you?" The woman asked.
"I'm great." I told them. I then asked, curiously. "Are you here on vacation?"
"It's our 50th anniversery. How about you?" The man asked.
I couldn't help but visualize Jesse and I, 50 years from now.
"I'm on my honeymoon." I told them. God, I love saying that.
"Ooohh... Congratulations. Where's the groom?" She responed.
I smiled slightly. "He's probably running up the stairs right about now."
Eventually, they got off, shortly followed by me. I ran to the room and opened the door with my plastic card. I beat him, of course. I threw down my towel and shorts and sat down on the bed, trying to look,I don't know, sexy. But I don't know how sexy you can get with sand in your hair.
I heard the door open and slam closed. I couldn't help but smile slightly. Jesse ran in and a small, playful smile crept on his face. He made his way towards the bed, saying. "You arevery fast, Querida..."
Lets give the two some privacy... for now. I will have more lemons in the story, don't worry, but we don't need to put each and every time they do it on here, now do we? I know this one's short, but it's fluffy enough.
Please review. I'll update as soon as i can.
