Beta'd by cejsmom
Chapter 4
EPOV
Oh, this is entertaining. I'm witnessing little miss perfect, not even in a swimsuit, with her elaborate beach setup, and lap dog getting sideswiped by an exuberant lab chasing a ball. I am so glad it isn't one of my dogs. I get my camera and start snapping. She's making a priceless face, a look of horror mixed with discomfort while she sputters in all directions. She appears to be hunting for something in her cooler, obviously unable to see, with her eyes squinted tightly closed. Just as she starts rinsing her eyes and face, she flinches and starts waving her hands in front of her face like she just ate something hot.
I put the camera down and walk towards her thinking I should probably be nice and see if she could use some help. As I get closer I can hear her cursing, she reminds me of an angry kitten. This is unexpected; she doesn't look like the cursing type.
I offer my help but she shuts me down, almost rudely; so much for being nice to the pretty dog beach virgin. Shrugging my shoulders I walk back to my animals. Surprisingly, her timid little lap dog follows me, dragging his leash behind him. I look in her direction and she still looks all worked up, red faced, fumbling with her cooler. I'll take her dog back over to her when she can see again and has herself together.
My dogs scatter and start playing again. Her dog sticks close by me, he seems to really enjoy these organic dog treats I made. I throw the frisbee one more time and check to see if the virgin is done fussing, but she's not there.
Then I hear her, "Buddy, Buddy." Buddy... how creative.
I glance back and see her searching the bluffs. Buddy is with me in plain sight, her eyes must still be full of sand; just thinking about the looks on her face makes me chuckle out loud.
"Why did you take my dog?" A hostile female voice asks from behind me.
I can't answer because I know if I open my mouth I'll burst out laughing. I keep my focus on the dogs, really trying hard not to crack a smile. She steps right in front of me trying to look all fierce. She doesn't even come up to my shoulders; she's pale, slender and really a mess. She has dried sand in her hair, around her eyes, nose, and mouth. Her clothes are splattered with water and sand, which has turned into mud from her attempt at rubbing it off. I look up and down her body, pleasantly surprised. Her legs are long in short jean shorts, she is fit, with really nice legs. She smells of coconut.
I glance at her face briefly, but her eyes are just too intense. I internally shake my head at the absurdity of this whole situation. We banter back and forth until she angrily stomps off towards her belongings, which are now strewn all over the beach. The whole situation is funny, but man she's intense. She's either a real bitch or I caught her on a bad day.
When I notice she is packing up to leave, I almost feel disappointed.
I snap a few more shots of her hastily gathering her stuff. She has a nice butt too, I think I got one of her bending over, oops. Before she walks off she glances in my direction. I have to do something to acknowledge her, I guess I may have made her day more difficult, so I smile, raise my camera and subtly wave it: another priceless expression; shock, concern, anger, and more angry kitten. I haven't laughed this much in days, I hate that it is at someone else's expense, but I'll never see her again.
A/N
Sorry this was a short one. (every other day updates)
We have some dislike for Edward. Stick with me. He's not a bastard manwhore. I swear.
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