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Chapter 3: Two Weeks in the Sun
"Which bikini should I wear toady," Emily asked "The blue one or the red one?"
"Both of them look very good on you," Alex replied. It had been this way back in forth ever since they left the office of Alan Blunt. They had been flirting with each other ever since. It was clear that they both liked each other. It was just that no one made the first move. Alex planned to make a move today at the beach. They got to know each other, but Alex was still nervous.
"Seriously," Emily said starting to laugh "Which one should I wear? And thank you for that complement."
"Blue," Alex replied "my favorite color."
"I was going to pick that one anyway," she retorted.
"Oh, were you, now," Alex said sarcastically.
"Actually, I was," she said smiling.
"Okay," Alex said in the same sarcastic voice.
"Shut up, cutie," she said. Alex blushed.
It was the second day in Italy. Yesterday, they flew in and slept for a while. Then they had dinner and walked along the beach by moonlight. Alex liked the time that they spent together. He just liked talking to her for long periods at a time. Now they were coming back up from breakfast. That's when she was asking him that question.
"We'll meet back here in fifteen minutes," explained Alex.
"Okay," she said.
They walked back to their rooms together. They had two rooms that had an adjoining door in the side of it. He walked into his room and changed into his wet suit. He planned on surfing. And if Emily didn't know how he would teach her. When it was time to meet up again, he met her at the elevator. She had a T-shirt and towel around her waste so that she didn't show any skin throughout the hotel.
"Are you ready to go then?" he asked.
"Let's go," she said.
When they reached the beach, Alex went to the renting booth and paid for eight hours with two boards. He carried them back to where he left her; there he saw what he had wanted to see. She was there in her bikini. She was so beautiful. He just stared at he. When she turned around and saw Alex she said, "You drooling." She wasn't mad when she said it. She sort of was laughing. Like she was bragging at how beautiful she was.
"You want to surf with me," Alex asked.
"You can teach me," she replied.
She wasn't that good at surfing. It took half of the day. It was a really fun time. He would teach and sometime when he was too confusing she would give the cutest confused look Alex had ever seen. But when he taught to simply she'd accuse him of thinking she was a blonde head ditz. He had a fun time just being out in the ocean with her. They were hardly any people out there since it was noon on a weekday. When she had finally been able to surf decently well they went in for some lunch. They ate some fast-food burgers and then walked back to their spot in the beach. When she stepped on the burning sand she let out a small yell. Not a hurting yell, but a girlish yell that wasn't really meant. Almost like a pleasurable yell. She took off running almost daring Alex to fallow. Alex chased her down. He caught up right before they reached their spot. He dove on the blanket and then she followed. Landing right on top of him.
"You mind?" she asked.
"Mind what?" he replied.
Then, unexpectingly, she bent over and kissed him. It was not a peck but not a long kiss. After the broke apart she said, "sorry couldn't resist you look so handsome.
"You don't look to bad yourself," Alex replied sarcastically. She looked more than 'not bad' she looked fine. Then she asked him to rub some sun screen on her back. Alex gladly did it. He rubbed the cream into her smooth skin as she lied on her back.
"You can give me a massage now if you want," she said.
"I'll do that later, but now let's see if you can surf," Alex said. She got up, kissed him again, grabbed her board, and ran off. He stood there stunned. And then he grabbed his board and ran off after her.