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PPOV
"What? None of you losers felt compelled to jump while I was gone?" Jason shouted to us, finally reaching the top of the cliff face once again.
The persistent wind continuously blew against his saturated form; he had a smug smirk on his face that was more of a grimace with the effort to stop the chattering of his teeth. Despite his attempt to pervade casualness, Paul and the rest of the guys all knew he was freezing his ass off in nothing but wet boxers.
"You pansies want me to hold your hand or something? Get to it!" Jason said, standing in the middle of the semi circle created by the other three boys. He had his arms crossed tightly across his chest and his hands vigorously rubbing his arms in an effort to create heat through friction. Despite the deep tan of his skin, you could see the tips of his ears and nose turning red with the cold.
Jared snorted, "Yeah, cause I was kind of jealous of this whole freezing and cold thing you got goin' on."
"Why do we even listen to this guy?" Andrew asked, stepping forward to smack Jason's shoulder. "The man's an idiot, its cold as hell out here."
Paul chuckled and turned to the edge of the cliff, squinting against the setting sun he stared down the long drop into the ocean. Vibrant reds and oranges were turning into the more velvet purple and pinks of nightfall. It was getting dark fast. The beach area was separated from the main road by a strip of dense forest, blocking any light from the street lamps, and with the rain clouds the moon certainly wouldn't light their way. If they didn't get moving they'd be stumbling blindly back to Jason's car.
"Well," Paul said, turning back to the others while unbuttoning his jeans, the only article of clothing, other than his boxers, that he had yet to remove. "while I agree Jason is an idiot-"
Jason shoved Paul before he could even finish the insult, stumbling he almost lost his balance with his jeans half way on, half way off. Straightening up, smirking, Paul got his jeans off and tossed them to the side, laughing at the resentful glare on Jason's face.
"I'm still jumping." Paul finished his statement.
The four of them clustered to the edge of the cliff, Paul taking a couple steps back for a running start.
"Excuse me!" they all startled and turned at the sound of a distinctly lovely female voice. Running towards them, smooth black hair trailing behind her in the wind, was a girl. A girl, Paul noted, with all the assets of a woman. She was gorgeous.
She turned to the side, without losing her momentum, to squeeze between Paul and Jared. Placing her hand lightly on Paul's chest as she passed, meeting his eyes for that brief moment. Reiterating her previous request "Excuse me," but in a soft breathless whisper this time. It was so short, but in that little time of eye contact Paul felt he noticed so much. Her lips were naturally rosy and her eyes were a striking blue, standing out against her tan skin, he saw how the rain clung to her long dark eyelashes.
All four of the boys watched in astonishment as this random beautiful woman leaped out into the air, twisting around to face them even as she fell. She looked directly into Paul's eyes again, giving him a dazzlingly bright smile before disappearing out of sight over the edge. They could here her belle like laughing and screaming all the way down, echoing off the cliff face.
They all stood in silence for a moment, staring at the edge of the cliff where the gorgeous girl once was, until Jason broke out laugh.
"Dude!" he said, "She's got more balls than any of you do!"
"That was hot." Andrew said.
Jared was still staring at the edge of the cliff in awe, a slow smile breaking across his face.
But Paul barely noticed any of this as he ran towards the edge and leapt into the air. He didn't know who she was, but as he fell he knew he was going to find out.
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