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4- Chaz (EDITED)

The second I saw Shiloh and her friends walk past the tower; my heart skipped a beat, as well as something else attached to me. It twitched, and then it swelled when my eyes focused back on Shiloh and what she was wearing.

My lord.

My mouth was literally salivating. And now I'm thinking naughty thoughts as my eyes scan Shiloh's luscious-looking skinny body. And what she's wearing tells me that she isn't shy. Not in the least.

Now I'm having a hard time focusing on anyone but her. Shiloh's wearing literally nothing but strings—a bright pink sheer halter bikini top covering nothing but her nipples. And a bright pink g-string that showcased her perfectly toned ass. I also noticed she had diamond jewelry hanging from her navel, which had my imaginary thoughts going haywire.

I wanted to lower my mouth right to it, latch on, and tug.

And she has nice voluptuous tits, by the way. They're sized perfectly for my hands to massage and my mouth to do a bit of teasing.

Man, what I wouldn't give to have a taste of those.

Oh God... she's bending over.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Down, boy...

Focus.

Focus.

Focus.

I had to look away.

If something terrible happened on my watch and I missed seeing what led to the incident, all because I couldn't stop watching Shiloh the entire time, I'd never know how to live with myself. I carefully and slowly scanned my area, and when I got back to where Shiloh and her friends had set up, their items were still there, but they were gone—and so were their surfboards.

While bringing the binoculars up to my eyes, I stopped midway after I caught the girls standing at the ocean's edge with their surfboards, looking as if they were contemplating going into the water.

Come on, girls. You can do it. Those are perfect waves for you newbies.

"Chaz. Earth to Chaz," Silas bantered, nudging me.

"Don't bug me. I'm in the middle of something," I warned.

He picked up the other set of binoculars and looked in the direction I was looking. "What's up? Are you looking at those girls with the bright-colored boards heading into the water?"

"I am. And it's their first time out there."

"And how would you know that?"

"They told me so. What are you doing here, anyway?"

"It's break time."

"I'll wait a few minutes before going on break."

"Go on, man... take a break," he insisted. "Arlo already took over for Tyler, and now it's time for you to go."

I waved my head, still eyeing Shiloh. Her turn was finally up, and there was no way I was about to go anywhere, not after telling her I'd keep an eye on her. "I will in a moment... why don't you scan the beach? I'll keep my eyes on the surfers for a few minutes."

The corners of my mouth crept upward into a smile when I saw Shiloh stand up on her board with no issues, and she started surfing. She was riding that wave as if she owned it—Like. A. Pro.

Until now...

I dropped my binoculars, grabbed my rescue can, bolted out of the tower, and rushed to the water. As I swam toward her, I noticed she was already on her board and paddling my way. When we finally met, I asked, "Are you alright?"