When we reached the beach warm sand got between my feet and my flip flops. I started to walk weird. He noticed and said
"What's wrong?"
Before I could give an answer he swooped me off my feel and carried me the rest of the way. I giggled like a little girl in a candy shop and rested my head against his cool chest.
We reached beach still in his arms I kicked off my flip flops. He ran towards the water. I struggled to get free but he held me tighter. He plunged into the water and still didn't let me go. We were about shoulder deep for him when he let me go. I didn't want him to. When he let me go I started to swim
"You realize your about a foot taller that me and that I can't really stand up here right?" I said
Here comes the smile.
"So your saying you want me to carry you again. Right?"
But again before I could answer he held me. I accidentally splashed some water on him
"Oh i see what your trying to do here" then he started to tickle me. I splashed more.
"Owch! You got water in my eye" I lied.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry." He said
he looked at my eye. I splashed the crap outta him.
"Gotcha!"
His brownish hair had turned black with the water and he shook it like a dog. I wanted to kiss him so bad but I didn't want to seem pushy. I decided to let him make the first move. If it was today or next week.
He told me to get on his back and he gave me a piggy back ride out of the water. We went on the sand. We used one towel to sit on and one to wrap around both of us. I leaned my head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of my head. A kiss is a kiss I guess. But I'm talkin' about one on the lips.
He treated me to lunch. We walked up the board walk with his arm around me and ordered two hotdogs and two sodas. We went back and ate.
We stayed at the beach until sun set. We talked most of the time. He still hadn't kissed me. After the sun went down it started to drizzle. We ran to the car soaking wet. We got in and started driving home.
