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"I love the beach!" Beverly squealed. She looked over at Caesar whose arms were loaded with an umbrella, blankets, picnic basket and bags.
Unable to see where he was going, he carefully inched his way forward trying to see above his cumbersome items.
"Woohooo!" Rex appeared behind them, jumping over a sand dune in his Rex Ride. Circe was sitting behind him, holding tight. Rex skidded to a stop right next to Caesar showering his brother with a spray of sand. Caesar stumbled backwards before tripping over some debris. Everything he was carrying flew into the air and scattered about him. One of the bags hit his head.
"Oh, hey Caesar, you should be more careful." Rex said as the bike reabsorbed into his body. "Who's up for some beach volleyball?" He grabbed the ball that had rolled to a stopped at his feet.
"Rex! Shouldn't we set up the blankets first?" Circe called to him.
"Caesar can do it. Come on!" Rex was halfway towards the nets. Circe threw her hands up in exasperation but chased after him.
Beverly shook her head before walking over to Caesar. "You okay?" She bent over to brush the sand from his hair.
"If I wasn't a responsible older brother, I'd reconfigure his nanites so that he involuntarily discharges queso*." Caesar muttered as he rubbed the spot where the bag had landed.
Beverly chuckled as she offered him her hand. She helped him up. "Come on, let's set up." She began laying out the blankets while Caesar got the umbrella. They worked in companionable silence. When they were done, Beverly took a step back to admire their work. "Perfect." She declared.
Caesar came to stand next to her. He licked his finger and held it in the air. Then he looked up at the sky. "I think everything should be moved 5 centimeters to the right."
"What? Why?" Beverly stared at the set up.
"The wind is coming from a westerly direction and the sun will move…" Caesar began his dissertation.
"Okay, okay… I believe you. But can you do it yourself. I want to change into my swimsuit. It's getting hot and I want to go for a swim."
"Certainly," Caesar was no longer looking at her. He had already started moving the blankets.
Beverly watched for a moment before grabbing her beach bag off the floor and heading to the changing stations. She quickly changed into her pink two piece swimsuit. She gave her a reflection a quick once over before heading back out.
When she arrived back at the site, Caesar was wrestling with the umbrella.
"Need some help?" She asked as she grabbed the metal pole.
"Oh, gracias. The wind suddenly kicked up and…." He trailed off when he saw her. His jaw dropped a little. She was wearing a tankini… and wearing it very well.
Beverly didn't notice as she jammed the umbrella into the ground.
"Okay, I think we're set. I'm going to go for a swim. Wanna come?" She looked at her boyfriend.
"Oh, uh, yes… sure… swim. I like to swim." He said feeling incredibly stupid. He picked up his bag and fled to the changing station.
"I'll meet you in the water." Beverly called before walking off.
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Beverly dipped her toe into the water. "Brrr, it's cold." She shuddered. Taking a deep breath she plunged into the waves. The shock of the cold slowly gave way to enjoying the buoyancy of the water. She swam out a few feet before turning around and floated on her back. She closed her eyes enjoying the warmth of the sun. Suddenly, someone flipped her over. Beverly popped back up sputtering. "Hey! What gives?"
"I'll save you, miss." A young man with massive biceps scooped her against his chest with one arm under her legs. He had a smirk on his face.
"No thank you! I'm fine." Beverly struggled to swim away. She was sure he was the one who flipped her in the first place.
"Now, now, is that anyway to treat your rescuer?" He asked in a sly tone.
Beverly was blushing. They were on the beach now and he still had her in an intimate hold.
"What are you doing?" Beverly was never so happy to hear his voice.
"Caesar, tell this brute to let me go." She turned to look at her boyfriend... and gaped.
He was wearing a 1900's blue stripped bathing suit, a half-sleeve crew neck t-shirt and long shorts.
The muscle bound man burst out laughing. "This is your boyfriend? Let me show you what a real man is like."
"I don't want a real man!" Beverly retorted before she realized what she had said. "I mean… just let me go."
"You heard the lady. Let her go." Caesar said calmly.
"Hey, dweeb, my grandpa called. He wants his swimsuit back." He said smugly.
"Well, the biologist called, apparently, you're the missing link." Caesar replied.
The man stared at Caesar in confusion for a second. When it finally dawned on him that Caesar had insulted him, he dropped Beverly on the floor.
"Why you little… I'm gonna to break you into oblivion." The brute growled.
"Caesar, run!" Beverly was worried about him. But to her surprise Caesar stood his ground. The man lunged at him but Caesar nimbly sidestepped him. Then with the point of his elbow he struck the man on the back of his head. He immediately fell face down in the sand.
"You can't break someone into oblivion. Oblivion is a loss of unconsciousness, the state of forgetting, or the act of dying out. You need a dictionary my friend." Caesar told the senseless man on the ground.
"Caesar! That was amazing!" Caesar staggered back as Beverly threw herself into his arms. "You're my hero." She smiled at him.
"Oh, well, thank you…" Caesar blushed as he held Beverly awkwardly.
"Bro, did you do that?" Rex and Circe appeared.
"Yes, he did." Beverly announced proudly. "This jerk was bothering me and he dropped him."
"Awesome hermano, you got to tell me how you did it." Rex said.
"Pressure points." Caesar answered. "It has been studied that some areas of the body…"
"Yeah, not now." Rex interrupted him. "Now we get some food and maybe catch some rays." He and Circe walked back toward the beach towels leaving Caesar and Beverly behind.
"I'd like to hear about it." Beverly said shyly.
Caesar smiled and offered his arm. "It started in the 9th century Japan when a samurai introduced the idea of…."
Beverly listened with a smile as Caesar began his exposition. She didn't care what anyone else thought. She was very glad he was her boyfriend.
*queso=cheese