Author's Note: It's been a few days but I'm back and super thankful for the feedback!

And OMG who saw Motel California? That was some crazy stuff and there was so much Stydia in it and I loved every minute. Sorry this took so long to update, I had a super busy week and it's a longer one. The next chapter will most likely be something to do with Styida babies but after that I'll get back to the beach trip. Thanks for reading!

Lydia woke up earlier then she normally did and everyone else was still asleep so she decided to lay out on the beach for an hour or so before everyone else woke up. She went into the bathroom and put sunscreen on and a small amount of make up knowing she would be showering soon anyway. She put on one of her bikinis and a cover-up before slipping out of the sliding out the door in their room that led out onto the deck.

She put the towel down and lay on top of it as she tried to enjoy the sun's growing warmth. She listened to the sounds of the ocean and beachgoers in nearby beach houses as she thought. Had she really been close enough to kiss him last night? She got goose bumps just thinking about it. And when she thought about how they held hands under the blanket her stomach erupted with butterflies. She hadn't felt this way in a long time and she wouldn't have guessed she would have been this jittery when it came to Stiles. But she couldn't deny it, there was definitely something there. Something that made her wish he would have just kissed her last night.

After about an hour or so out on the warm sand and minutes away from a light sunburn, Lydia gathered up her stuff and headed back to the beach house. It looked like everyone else was up as well so she went into her room and put her stuff on her bed before walking out into the kitchen, not bothering to change. Allison was making something on the stove and everyone else was eating various breakfast items.

"Hey Lydia, do you want any pancakes? They're chocolate chip." Allison asked as Lydia found herself a seat at the bar next to Stiles.

"Do you even have to ask? You know they're my favorite." She laughed as Allison poured batter onto the pan. Stiles must have just realized she was sitting there, half naked in her bikini because he almost chocked on his orange juice.

"Are you alright?" Danny asked, getting up from the table and placing his plate in the sink. Stiles let out a cough.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." He assured everyone, Lydia made a face that was to convey "chill out". If only she knew what she made him feel like, she would know it was hard for him to be calm around her, especially since he was unprepared to see her in nothing but a swimming suit before eleven am.

"Here's your pancakes Lydia." Allison said as she set the plate and a fork in front of her.

"Thank you. Oh my gosh, these are so good." Lydia said taking a bite.

"Yeah it's like the one thing I can cook." She laughed as she sat down at the table next to Scott getting ready to eat a plate of them herself. Lydia got up and walked over to the fridge and grabbed a gallon of milk that was no longer full and then went to cabinet to get a glass. Stiles stared at her the whole time. His eyes traveled over her whole body, he thought she was the hottest girl he had ever scene as well as the most beautiful. There was nothing about her that he found unattractive. He found her sexy, hot, pretty, but beautiful best described her.

"What are you looking at?" Lydia asked, eyebrow raised, when she turned around and walked back to her seat.

"Nothing." His face was flushed, embarrassed, as he tried to distract himself by shoving a bite of pancakes into his mouth. She thought it was adorable, she knew it was staring at her, but as long as he wasn't being a pervert about it she didn't care. He didn't look at her in the same way most guys did, and that was extremely flattering to Lydia. She wished she could just tell him that she wasn't offended and hold his hand or something. Too bad there was people around.

"So were going to a club tonight?" Lydia heard Erica ask.

"That's the plan."

"But what are we going to do for the rest of the day?" Danny asked.

"We can hang out on the beach again. I was thinking we could all go mini golfing before we go to a club tonight though." Scott suggested.

"The mini golf sounds fine but I don't know if I want to spend the whole day on the beach again." Allison complained.

"Yeah I saw bikes down on the boardwalk I wanted to try out." Lydia spoke up.

"Why don't we all do whatever and then meet up and we can get ready and then we can go out." Isaac suggested since everyone wanted to do something different. "We can go mini golfing another night."

"Okay then can we go out to dinner before?" Lydia asked. "If I'm getting dressed up then I want to do it for more than a few hours."

"Yeah I think we could do that." Scott said.

"Awesome I'm going to go get ready." Lydia said as she put the dish in the sink and rinsed it off then walked into the bedroom grabbing the outfit she planned on wearing and went into the bathroom. After showering she put on a blouse and let her hair dry into its normal waviness. She heard voices on the other side of the door before she intended to walk out of it to grab the sunscreen she had left on the bed, it had to be Erica and Allison. She planned on biking, and she was not going to get sunburn, it didn't go well with her strawberry blonde locks. She had also left the shorts she was going to wear in the walk in closet.

"Allison are you…OH MY GOSH." Lydia screamed covering her face and her lower half when she realized Stiles was laying on her bed talking to Allison who was on her laptop browsing the internet.

"Am I what?" She asked. Lydia backed into the bathroom and closed the door so only her face could be seen.

"Never mind, I'll ask you later." She stammered. "I didn't know we had company. Can you please get me those shorts I showed you yesterday? They're in the closet." Allison rolled her eyes and went to the closet, grabbing exactly the pair she wanted. "Thank you." Lydia said still annoyed that she had just been caught off guard. "Can you please get the bottle of sunscreen off of my bed too?" Allison did what Lydia asked.

"Relax its just Stiles." Allison whispered. Lydia looked passed her, Stiles tried to pretend he was really interested at whatever was on the television in the room.

"I don't care if it was Channing Tatum, ladies don't get caught off guard in their underwear." Lydia closed the door and sighed. She finished her routine by putting on her make-up, shorts, and sunscreen. She was annoyed but really if it had to be anyone that had seen her pants-less and fresh faced she was glad it was him and not Isaac or Scott or something. She just abhorred unpreparedness.

"Alright, I'm done." Lydia said opening the door and walking by Allison into the closet to decide what pair of shoes she was going to wear on the outing. Lydia picked out into the bedroom as Allison closed the bathroom door. Lydia sat down on the side of her bed that Stiles wasn't occupying; he had made no attempt to move. She took a sitting stance and looked through her purse as he continued to lie down, hands behind his head.

"Do you want me to move?" He asked.

"No it's fine." She said digging through, making sure she had her wallet and everything she would need for the day in the bag she had downsized to.

"Are you mad?" He asked, looking up at her, she made no attempt to make eye contact with him.

"No."

"Then why aren't you looking at me?"

"Because I can't find the sunglasses I want to wear." She said pulling a pack of mints out of her bag. "Need a mint?" She asked, finally looking at him.

"Are you sure you're not mad? Or annoyed?"

"Okay…maybe I'm a little annoyed." She admitted.

"Why? I mean I've already seen you in your swimsuit."

"I know, but it's not the same thing. I know it doesn't make any sense. And mostly because I don't being caught off guard. I mean I wasn't even wearing make-up…or pants." She returned to searching through her bag. Sure he had seen her in her bikini but she wanted to at least be conscious of the first time he saw her in her underwear. She just didn't want it all to be physical between the two of them like it'd been with just about every other guy she had been with. Sure that could be part of it, but she felt like if things were rushed then maybe that's all it would ever amount to.

"You know I've seen you naked right? I mean it was like from fifty feet away but…"

"Stiles." She warned looking at him sternly; he realized it was not the same thing.

"I'm sure you look fine without makeup. I was so far away I couldn't even tell. And you shut the door pretty quickly; I didn't even get a good look at anything. I promise." She rolled her eyes and knew he was most likely lying about the second part but his smile was almost impossible not to reciprocate.

"Just don't mention this to anyone else. No one needs to know what I look like with no make-up or pants on. It's not a good look."

"Alright, I'll keep it a secret." He told her looking back at the TV. She put everything back inside her bag and sighed still unable to find the sunglasses she was looking for. "Ah the nightstand" She suddenly remembered. "Don't move." She told him as she reached over his body and grabbed the sunglasses that were on the edge of the nightstand.

"What are you…oh." He was about to ask, caught off guard, until he realized she was reaching for something. Once again their faces were so incredibly close. Both of them wanted to lean in just a little further but Lydia wanted to wait until it was just them with no one else around the first time they kissed.

"Sorry." She said sitting upright again and facing the TV. She then put her sunglasses on the top of her head and put the bag at the end of the bed so she could stretch her legs out.

"It's…fine." He said still looking at her as she stared at the television. "Oh is it okay if I go with you guys today?" He asked.

"Yeah that's fine." She told him nodding her head, smiling, and looking down at him briefly.

"Okay good." He said quietly, still looking at her. He turned back to the TV and carefully inched his hand closer to her leg and looked at her when he finally rested his hand on her knee, she didn't even look at him, and she just smiled lightly, pretending not to notice. But she scooted closer to him and placed her hand lightly on his shoulder, giving him the butterfly in the stomach feeling. His thumb absentmindedly rubbed lightly back and forth on her knee, giving her chills in the best way. They continued to watch television, waiting for Allison so they could leave.

"Are you guys ready?" Allison asked after throwing open the door, Lydia and Stiles quickly stopped all physical contact before she could see.

"Yeah we're ready." Lydia said moving to the edge of the bed. Part of her wished she could just stay in bed all day and just relaxed. She had felt so comfortable there, she could only have imagined how it good it would have been if she could actually be closer to him without the fear of someone seeing. It wasn't because she was embarrassed, she just didn't feel like dealing with constant teasing it would quickly become irritating in such close proximity.

The three of them walked down the street to where there was a place to rent bicycles for the day. They rode for a few hours, stopping to get salads for lunch at a small café on the boardwalk. The three browsed some more shops, much too many protests from Stiles who got appointed to bag holder when they needed to try something on. But he enjoyed that he was with Lydia all day. Getting to admire her and subtly flirt with her, he really didn't mind. Soon they went back to the house and got ready for the night.

"You look perfect." Danny told Lydia who was in a red body con dress that was short, showed off cleavage, and had numerous patterns of cutouts in the back. She had just walked down the stairs into the living room where everyone was waiting for Lydia and Allison.

"Aw thanks Danny, you look pretty sharp yourself." He wasn't overdressed but he was defiantly the most dressed up guy there. "Allison said she would be out in a minute and then we can go." Stiles had heard her voice and looked away from the TV, mouth literally almost dropping. Everyone was staring at her in that dress. When Allison was done they went to a semi-formal restaurant and Stiles and Lydia got to sit next to each other and both of them were pleased with that. After dinner they managed to use their fake IDs and get into the club on the boardwalk. Everyone pretty much stayed together and danced together like complete idoits but none of them really minded.

"I'm thirsty, come with me to get a drink." Lydia pleaded, grabbing Stiles' hand and dragging him through the crowd. Everyone else had paired up with one another (or in Danny's case, someone else) and they were currently dancing all over one another.

"Ok." He told her. They finally managed to make it to the bar and they sat right next to each other, drinking their alcoholic beverages.

"Hey beautiful." A drunken guy stumbled over to the empty seat on Lydia's right and ordered a shot of whiskey. She ignored him and continued to sip her fruity drink. "Hey I just gave you a compliment, aren't I going to at least get a thank you?" He slurred.

"Thanks." She said just audible enough for him to hear and then promptly downed the rest of her drink before beginning to get up. Stiles did the same thing, getting ready to leave.

"Hey where are you going, you haven't even got my number yet." He said grabbing her wrist.

"You can keep it." Stiles said grabbing her wrist from the drunk's sweaty grip. "Come on, let's go." He told Lydia before wrapping his arm around her waist protectively.

"Can we just leave? I don't really feel like dancing anymore." Lydia asked over the club music.

"HEY! Get back here!" The guy at the bar tried yelling but they were too far away to hear his drunken comments and slurs.

"Yeah that's fine, let's just get a cab." He said as she took out her phone.

"I'll text Allison and tell her that we're leaving." She said as they pushed the door open to exit the building and walked to the street to hail a taxi. His arm was still around her after they got into the cab and she really didn't mind.

"Sorry that happened."

"It's alright, just another drunk asshole. I'm just glad we left before things got worse." She confessed relaxing into his hold.

"Yeah, me too." He said. Once they were finally home they sat on the couch for a while. "So what do you want to do?" He asked after a rerun of FRIENDS had ended.

"We could…go swimming." She suggested.

"Sounds fun to me." He admitted.

"Really, you want to?" She asked standing up.

"Yeah, lets do it, it will be fun."

"Alright, let me go get my bathing suit on." She said and they both went up the stairs to their rooms. Stiles made it to the pool first and was looking at the ocean waves when Lydia quietly snuck up on him and jumped in, making him jump.

"Hey." He said once she surfaced right in front of him, she was pushing her hair back from her face.

"Hey." She smiled. She knew this was finally the moment and she was going to use the opportunity. It had been days of being in such close proximity and having this longing feeling. She moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and his hands moved to her exposed waist. She moved in slowly, moving her face closer to his and his neck bending downwards. Then finally their lips met and it felt so perfect for both of them, something that had totally been worth the wait.

"That was…" He began.

"Worth the wait." She finished, giggling. She looked up again and pressed her lips to his again, this time opening her mouth slightly and he did the same, the avoided using tongue since it was still on first kiss territory. She ran her hands up his neck and through his grown out hair, her legs wrapped around his torso as he held her waist gently but firmly. She reluctantly pulled back.

"That was the best moment of my life." He admitted.

"Mhm." She mumbled arms still around his neck and shoulder area.

"I don't know how I'm going to stop myself from doing that every time I see you." He told her as he pressed his forehead on hers.

"I know. Maybe tomorrow, we can make it official?"

"Make what official?" He asked.

"Us." She giggled.

"Oh right."

"And if someone sees then we tell them but if not then we don't. But it hopefully won't matter if they do. Does that work?"

"Yeah…yeah that works for me." The swam in the pool for about an hour before deciding to go in.

"Wait, one more." He said kissing her briefly on the lips before going to their rooms to change. "Goodnight." After getting dressed into dry clothes Lydia heard a knock on the bedroom door.

"What?" She asked, Stiles was standing outside of the door.

"Um everyone's back and Scott and Allison kind of kicked me out…she said I could sleep in her bed. If that's alright, if not I can just sleep on the couch." He rambled.

"It's fine, you can stay in here. I know how they can be once they get going." She told him before closing the door and flopping down on her bed. He was wearing boxers and a tee shirt and she was clad in a tank top and cotton short shorts. "Where are you going?" She asked as he made his way to Allison's bed.

"Um…here." He pointed to Allison's bed.

"No, you're sleeping in my bed, with me. But nothing other than cuddling, okay?" She said laying down the rules as he stood there in shock. She kind of was getting her wish from earlier.

"Yeah…that's…fine." He answered.

"Okay and can you please turn off the lights before you lay down?" She asked. He nodded and did as he was told before getting under the covers with her. She immediately moved closer to him and wrapped one hand around his neck and placed one over his torso. His arm went instinctively around her back and the other one brushed a piece of hair away from her face.

"Goodnight, Lydia." He said as she craned her neck and kissed him briefly on the mouth.

"Goodnight Stiles." She said smiling into a deep slumber.