The Challenge

The Beach Challenge

Today was the big day. Challenge #2.

I had very high hopes going into this wishing Sebastian and London could get along for just a few minutes while we try to get through at least the intro.

We were kinda in different places than where we started the first one a couple days ago, so maybe they were coming to their senses and realized that this might improve their career way more than they thought initially.

Pulling up at the Malibu beach seeing the crowds of people enjoying their time out, I was getting out of the passenger seat holding a bunch of camera equipment and props. London parked and got out too.

I could already hear the birds chirping, the sun beating down on our faces with a gentle cool breeze, and the scent of the crisp morning air and salt water from the lake.

Looking around at the amazing B-Roll footage I could get just by standing here overlooking the water, I wasn't even thinking what I would do about seeing Sebastian again after yesterday's fallout.

I didn't know how we would handle each other now. But remembering how I had listened and tried to explain with London to make her agree to our new video idea, I had to do the same with him too.

Even though both were really, and I meant really pushing my patience level.

"London, did you really need 10 different swimsuits?! We're only here for a few hours, not years." I told her, struggling a bit with the outfit bag wrapped on my shoulder.

She smirked and smiled casually. "Of course! Different colors make me more attractive than I already am, depending on the time of day. Looked that up on the internet! It's a proven fact. If I'm going to get a guy's number, I want him to see all he might be missing if he says no." She explained.

Yeah, that was a good reason...not.

I sneered as I felt someone come behind me and chuckle. "At least she's not making you carry 10 bags filled with snacks in case he gets peckish." Jeremy then said.

I quickly spun around and smiled to him sighing.

"Trade ya! At least, I would be able to eat it." I replied, feeling my stomach growling now. I had skipped breakfast due to London rushing me to beat Sebastian to get here on time.

"You can eat when I'm dead!" She then said to me smugly. I smirked and peered over to Jeremy.

"Is that an option?" I asked him jokingly. He laughed as I started to do the same.

But instantly, that smile moved away when I caught sight of Sebastian now heading out of his car and quickly, my eyes widened, my mouth got dry again, and jaw dropped.

He was definitely dressed for the occasion too like London and man...did he look absolutely  perfect.

A white open t-shirt with all his brawny physique and his abs all exposed as my hands wanted nothing more than to go over there and touch his chest to see if they were even real, and black pair of shorts that fit him just finely.

His black hair was pushed back and his mint eyes were covered by sunglasses that he wore at the cafe that for some odd reason...was making me see him differently than before.

I was enlighten, nearly craving for his body to be close to mine, envisioning him touching my hand like he did at the burger place and I couldn't even explain why.

Walking up to us, he smiled staring at me carefully and smirked as London glared next to me, and Jeremy was next to him holding all the bags he had brought.

I could see Sebastian wanted to say something to me but now in front of her and Jeremy, was by far not the time to do so.

"Alright, be honest. What do you think?" He then asked me.