Part 11
~Creep~
At the beach, Drogo and Roman were play fighting in the water, and Drogo was winning. Jax watched and laughed. My mom and Phil were sitting down on the sand. My mom was between Phil's legs, and she rested herself on him.
Phil was leaning back holding himself up with his hands. He didn't even acknowledge Morrison and I until we came into full view; almost in front of them.
He wore sunglasses, trunks and no shirt, .
"Hey, you slow pokes made it!" Drogo called out from behind me.
I twisted around to look at him and waved. He temporarily released his hand from the headlock he had Roman in to wave back at me. I turned back to my mom and Phil.
"Put some sun screen on," my mother said. "You wouldn't want to have your skin peeling on the wedding, now do you?"
I took out my towel and placed it on the sand. I shook my head to answer her rhetorical question and took out the sun screen from my bag. I was about four or five feet to the right side of my mom and Phil.
Morrison had joined Drogo and Roman on the play fight.
I removed my tank top, and then I unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down my legs. I put my clothes in the bag. I removed my sun glasses to see clearly what I was doing.
I went down to my knees, and I started to apply the lotion on my arms, neck, chest, stomach, and face. I, then, sat down on my butt and started to do my legs. I looked over to Morrison, and yeah, he was looking at me.
I grinned.
I went slower for him. The way he looked at me made me feel audacious, daring. I wasn't really the sexual type, but Morrison made me feel sexy.
I took my time on my thighs. I went around my leg in a slow motion, almost as if I was really trying to get every part of my skin.
I stifled a giggle when Morrison got tackled to the floor by Roman thanks to me, his big distraction.
I felt eyes on me, but it wasn't Morrison or any of the other guys.
I slowly turned to my left.
Phil was looking at me.
I couldn't see his eyes, but his lips were pressed together like he was restraining himself from something.
I turned away feeling less audacious. I finished my legs as fast as I could. It looked like Phil had been looking at me the whole time, and I mean since I started putting on the sun screen.
"Ava," my mother spoke, and now both Phil and my mom were looking at me.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Aren't you going to put some on your back?" she asked.
"I can't exactly reach it," I said and almost regretted it, well no not almost, I did regret it because of what Phil said next.
"Want my help?"
I could see it took a lot of him not to smirk or grin.
"Uh…" I said unsure.
"He's good," my mom said, "he got every inch of my back."
Before I could disagree, my mom had moved, so Phil could get up. I gulped silently as I saw him walk over to me. He sat behind me on his knees. He got the sun screen bottle from my hands. He pulled my long hair aside, and his fingers brushed my shoulders and my neck as he did it.
It made my muscles tense. I don't know what was it about his touch that made my body go crazy with fear. It wasn't like he had a knife, all he was going to do was put lotion on my back. It shouldn't be so bad, but my body felt like it wanted to run away from him, as far away as possible.
I struggled a bit to breathe normally. I heard the squirt of the lotion.
My heart struggled to blood pump blood. I closed my eyes and counted to ten. It was the same technique I used to get over the nightmares.
If I imagined it was Morrison, then everything would be okay.
But when Phil had his hands on me, my body immediately knew it was not Morrison.
Phil started on my shoulders. He took his time, but not too long that it would draw attention from my mother. I turned to see if she was looking.
My mother who was now gone.
"Where did my mom go?" Was I so damn easily distracted?
"She had to go to the bathroom, she told you," Phil's breath hit the lotion and it brought goose bumps.
His hands moved from my shoulders to the middle of my back.
"Do you want me to untie the bikini?" he asked. "You know, to get all of you?"
Those words shouldn't have had so much meaning, but it did. It did to me.
I didn't say anything, but he did it on his own. He untied the bikini, and luckily, I was able to put my arm over my chest to keep it from falling. I still the knot over my neck, but it wasn't enough to hold it so I had to use my arm.
I looked over to Morrison, and he was watching with narrowed eyes. The other guys didn't notice because they were having a three way fight. I looked over my shoulder a bit to see if Phil had noticed Morrison, but he was just looking at my back.
I looked back ahead, but not towards Morrison.
Phil reached my lower back and there… he lingered a bit.
I heard him scoot closer to me. His lips close my ear that was expose.
"Have you thought about moving back here?" he asked as he slowly caressed my back.
"Um," it came out as a squeak and I heard his very low chuckle. I cleared my throat. "There's nothing to think about. I'm going back over there. You know, I have a boyfriend and I love him very much."
He stopped movement for a split second at the mention of my "boyfriend".
"Oh right, is he coming to the wedding?"
"No, he's with his family… in Italy," I lied.
"That's nice."
I nodded in response.
He finally tied the bikini back on.
I felt a whole lot better when it was back on.
He sat back down on the sand where he was before. My mom arrived shortly after that.
I looked back to the water and I saw some girls flirting with the guys. My eyes narrowed when a girl stopped to talk to Morrison. Clearly, she wanted him. She kept touching him.
He wasn't interested in her, but he wasn't giving her signs that he didn't want her either.
I looked away, sadly, I had turned towards Phil and my mom.
He was no longer resting his hands on the sand to hold himself up, he was now on hisnice butt with his arms wrapped around my mom.
My mom had a very sincere smile on her face.
He really made her happy. But he gave me the creeps.
I looked back to Morrison, the girls were gone.
A big shadow came over me, Drogo was in front of me. He had a mischievous look on his face.
"Do you like the water, dearest Ava?" he said as he rubbed his hands like an evil scientist.
"No."
"Great answer!"
He easily picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I yelped in shock.
"Ow! Ow!" I said as his shoulder dug into my stomach. I tried to move to stop it from digging in, but he was running to the water, so that made it very hard.
"Do you know how to swim?" he asked.
"Duh!" I yelled.
We finally reached the water and when we were in deep, he dropped me.
I surfaced quickly and moved my hair from my face because it was like a veil over my face. I heard laughter coming from Drogo.
He was doubling over in laughter. He didn't see me coming when I jumped on his back. It caught him off guard so he went down into the water face first. There was more laughter now. I got off of him.
He jumped out and screamed 'rawr'. He had those sea weeds all over him because of his giant-ness he looked like a monster. I laughed harder than before when he struggled to remove it from his face.
When he finally did, he had a grin on his face.
"Finally, a fun side of you," he said.
"I am fun, I'm just shy at first," I said and placed my hands on my hips.
