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Richard and Jessie strolled onto the white sand of the beach.
Jessie squealed and kicked off her shoes, dumping the large picnic basket and blanket down into Richard arms.
He sighed and watched as she ran joyfully into the surf.
Carefully placing down the blanket and their picnic, Richard trudged, hands in pockets, down to the water's edge.
"You comin' in?" shouted Jessie over the crashing of the waves, running away from the splashing water.
Richard stuck his hands deeper into his pockets and shook his head.
Jessie frowned. "Oh come on, at least take your shoes off!"
Richard sighed, before bending down to unlace his boots and roll up his pants.
He stood to see Jessie giggling and heading further out into the water, her dress getting wet at the hem.
Testing the water with his feet he began to follow her into the refreshing water.
"Great isn't it?" he heard her shout, a huge grin on her face. She beckoned him out into the deeper water, which lapped at her thighs.
"I am not going out that far," he groaned as Jessie waved him over.
"Oh come on, live a little grandpa!" she teased.
He grumbled but reluctantly followed her.
When he was only a few feet away, he looked up to find Jessie staring at him, a devilish glint in her eye.
He cocked his head at her, as she lifted her foot into the air.
"You would dare!" said Richard shaking his head and grinning, as Jessie kicked at the water, sending it splashing all over him.
She laughed and ran away from him through the waves.
Richard chuckled and called over to her. "You know I'm going to get you back right?"
Jessie laughed and turned back to him. "Oh yeah?"
Richard nodded.
"Well you'd better try and catch me first," she said splashing through the water.
She screamed in jest as Richard gave chase.
He finally caught up with her and gripped her waist, lifting her out of the water and spinning her around as she squealed with joy.
"Get off me!" she cried through tears of laughter.
Richard chuckled. "You want me to let go?" he cried, as Jessie giggled and shrieked ecstatically.
"Fine," he said, dumping her unceremoniously into the water.
Jessie gasped and picked herself up, her mouth wide open. "I can't believe you did that?" she said amusedly, as she gave Richard a shove and he toppled backwards into the water himself, pulling Jessie down with him.
Richard hadn't felt this alive in years. It was amazing.
He laughed as he pulled Jessie from the water and dragged her up the beach.
They both slumped down onto the blanket completely out of breath.
Richard lay back and turned on his side, propping his head up with his arm and watched Jessie catch her breath, her dress sopping wet and clinging to her body.
"Have fun?" he asked enquiringly, as Jessie looked over at him and nodded.
"It was great," she smiled. "Don't you just feel all ......I don't know....trapped....just being cooped up at the village all day, every day?"
"I guess..." murmured Richard gazing at her.
Jessie turned to face him. "When are you next heading off the island?" she asked, a slight smirk on her face.
"Why?" he asked warningly, knowing where this was going.
"Well...." she said fingering the tassels on the edge of the blanket. "I was just wondering if you could bri....."
Richard shook his head and cut across her. "No, Jessie, you know Ben won't allow me to bring you anything back..."
Jessie pouted. "Not even a new dress, or some magazines or a cd player.....?"
"I can't," he said sadly. "You know I would if I could..."
Jessie nodded and looked away, a tiny pout forming on her lips.
Richard stared at her. He couldn't believe how well she played him and how easily he fell for it each time. He sighed and moved closer.
"Ok, I'll see if I can try and get you something, just one thing" said Richard, as Jessie beamed and sat up. "But you have to promise to keep it between us, okay?"
Jessie agreed as Richard sat up and faced her.
"One thing?" she asked smiling.
Richard nodded. "One thing."
Jessie gazed across at the sea for a moment lost in thought, before answering.
She chuckled and leaned forwards to whisper it into his ear.
"Apollo bar."
"Apollo bar?" said Richard pulling away from her. "Chocolate?"
Jessie nodded.
He frowned. "But we have chocolate here..."
"Yeah but they're not Apollo bars..." she said quickly, cocking her head at him. "Have you ever tried one?"
Richard snorted. "Can't say I have..."
Jessie's eyes widened. "Oh you haven't lived," she said reaching over and opening the picnic basket.
"Are you sure that's all you want me to bring you?" asked Richard bemusedly.
Jessie smiled at him and nodded, handing him a plate.
Jessie at cross-legged on the picnic blanket, licking crumbs off her fingers.
"I have to admit," said Richard smiling, "you do make great sandwiches."
Jessie raised her eyebrows and glanced at the last sandwich left on the plate.
Richard made to reach for it, but Jessie slapped his hand away and snatched the item from his grasp.
Richard shook his head. "And after I complimented your brilliant sandwich making too," he said pretending to pout.
But as Jessie laughed Richard leaned forwards and bit off half the snack.
Jessie's mouth formed a perfect O-shape, as she scowled. "So rude," she muttered, shaking her head and popping the rest into her mouth.
Richard lay back against the blanket and closed his eyes as Jessie settled herself next to him , doing the same.
"We should do this more often," sighed Jessie.
Richard murmured an agreement. "Perhaps you should bring more sandwiches next time though."
Jessie grinned and slapped his arm.
It was late when Richard walked back into camp, Jessie held sleepily in his arms.
Jessie had fallen asleep as dusk began to fall and Richard had looked over to see her curled up in the blanket, her breathing soft and deep.
He knew she was exhausted but he didn't realise just how much.
Their picnic stuff had been left on the beach, as Richard decided to let her sleep, carrying her carefully back to camp.
He chuckled as she muttered something in her slumber and turned her head into his shirt.
Walking gently up the steps to her and Alex's house he tried the door and went inside.
He glanced around. No sign of Alex. She must be out somewhere with Karl, he thought to himself.
He quietly manoeuvred Jessie into her bedroom and placed her down softly onto the bed.
He pulled up the woollen blanket and placed it gently over her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face and made his way to the door, switching off the light.
He glanced at her one last time and chuckled to himself as he shut the door with a quiet snap.
Hope you like it! A lot of fluff I know.....but it's probably what I'm best at. :D
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