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Annie doesn't notice how late in day it had gotten until a shiver rolls down her spine.
Spending the day relaxing by the pool side of their hotel with a new book had been wonderful. However, such a day will probably not repeat itself as Finnick will most likely want to spend following days out exploring the Hawaiian landscape.
Closing her book, she stretches out just as a large splash sends water spraying every which way. Looking up, Annie catches a glimpse of Finnick's ankles as he follows through with whatever dive he completed.
"Show off," an unfamiliar voice scoffs in her ear.
Peering over her shoulder, Annie sees a man young man standing beside her. His broad shoulders are squared under the thin, white polo as his fiery red hair stands on end in a styled bed head look. The metal name tag on his shirt reads Darius.
"Hm?" Annie asks, Darius' narrowed eyes widen as he takes note of her and smiles.
"Were you not just watching?"
"Watching what?"
Sitting down onto the empty lounge chair beside her the young man's smile bursts into a grin, "Doesn't matter. You seem a little cold; can I get you anything miss?"
"I'm alright, thank you, I should be heading inside anyways," she says. "It's almost dinner. I'd like to get to the buffet before the crowd comes in."
"They're like animals," Darius laughs. "There is barely anything good left for the staff by the end of the day."
Not wanting to embarrass him, Annie laughs along with him and his gross over exaggeration.
"A beautiful woman like yourself shouldn't be all by herself in a resort like this," he drawls, a thick red eyebrow raised in intrigue. "My shift is over in an hour. Can I interest you in some company during dinner?"
She can feel her face grow warm. Whether it be from anger or embarrassment, she doesn't know. Scanning around the pool side, there is no one else in sight. It has been all of two minutes, where has Finnick possibly gone?
"Well," Darius asks, his fingers reaching out to her. "What do you say?"
Before she can open her mouth to reply, a thick red hoodie with "ISU Swim Team" printed on the back falls into her lap. Craning her neck upwards, it is Finnick's darkened green eyes and clenched jaw that greet her.
They don't rest on Annie for long as they snap towards the inappropriately friendly pool boy. Darius looks no happier as his back straightens, shoulders square and his eyes narrow once more.
Annie holds back the giggle that rests in her core.
"Sorry I'm late, darling, I went to go get changed," Finnick says, touching his lips to her temple. "If I'd known you had company, I would have come sooner." Annie smiles as he reaches for her left hand. She can no longer suppress her giggle as Finnick's fingers brush against the gold band.
Both men look over at her, quizzically. Annie continues to grin.
"Finnick, this is Darius, the young man who so sweetly just asked me to dinner. Darius, this is my husband, Finnick, whom I will be having dinner with this evening. Thank you for the offer though."
Darius' face drains of colour as he sputters out apologies and gives them access to the pool facilities after hours, for the evening only.
Accepting the offer gratuitously, Annie turns to her husband with a smile. But his smile in return doesn't reach his darkened eyes.
While walking up to their room, Finnick doesn't let go of her hand. Not when he opens the door for her, or when he falls onto their king sized bed. She laughs heartily as he brings her down on top of him.
But her laughter doesn't spring solace into his green eyes. They remain as stormy as they did moments before.
"You wear it so well," Annie says, laying her head down on his chest.
"Wear what well, darling?" his free hand finds his way into her hair, stroking it gently.
"Jealousy," she hums, placing a kiss to his clothed chest. "I thought you were sexy before but now…I don't think anything can compare."
"Oh really now?" Finnick says, playfully. "Then someone was far too caught up in their book to see me dive today."
Annie's face turns scarlet. Her head bounces as he lets out a loud laugh.
His hands cup her cheeks, guiding her face upwards and capturing her mouth in a long, sweet kiss. Pressing deeper into it, Annie parts his soft lips tasting the salt from the fresh water pool immediately. His tongue meets hers as he pulls her closer. Letting go of her hand, Finnick's hands run down every disc in her spine. Once he reaches the swell of her backside, he grips it firmly, pulling a wanton moan from her chest.
"That pool boy's got nothing on me," he mumbles against her lips as he flips her onto her back. His sea green eyes dance with lust as he positions himself between her parted, bare legs.
"There is no competition."