Lost in Your Eyes | Enrique Iglesias

Chapter 2

The plane ride went fine, you had a really good laugh and a couple of glasses of wine with wonderful new people, including Enrique. You keep thinking about how charming, down to earth and fun he is, not even one percent full of himself, something that you find attractive.

You're in the warm Turkey, at a gorgeous hotel, having breakfast with your dad and some other man, friend of your dad. While eating, you see a beautiful figure of a man walking by, dressed in shorts, a baggy sleeveless shirt, holding a towel. You recognize him immediately and he's going to the pool, exactly where you plan to go after breakfast. 

As you lay down to sunbath, you can't help but look at Enrique take his shirt off. His body a bit sweaty and easily built up gives you naughty thoughts. You realize you've been biting your lip for a while now, but shake your thoughts off, realizing that it's not right to let a man you just met make you feel like this.

Your heart starts racing once again as he sees you and heads your way. 

''Nice weather, huh?'' he says in a happy tone. 

''Fancy seeing you here'' fuck, you feel awkward. ''Oh yeah, the weather is too nice take a swim''

''Agreed. Can I buy you a drink?'' he asks looking down at his feet. 

''Sure. I'll take a cold gin tonic, thank you''  you blush at the fact that the handsome man just offered to buy you a drink. 

''Nice choice'' He says with a low voice. ''I'll be right back then''

He comes back with a glass of cold gin tonic for you and a cold beer for him. He hands you your drink and his fingers touch yours for a brief moment, leaving them tingling. 

''Thank you'' you say as you bring the glass to your mouth. 

''I'll sit next to you, if that is fine with you'' fine? It's more than fine. 

As you both lay and sunbath, you keep looking at him from time to time, admiring the beauty that is beside you, that within two days has given you butterflies in your stomach, made your heart race and your head spin.

''Want to swim?'' he asks, a grin forming on his face. 

You look at him blushing a bit while telling him that you can't swim that well, but that you would love to.

''That's cute, come here, I'll teach you'' you would appreciate if he stopped being so damn attractive. ''Come on, jump and I'll catch you''

''You're kidding right? What if you fail catching me and I drown or something? '' you say laughing

''Why am I here then? I'll take care of you, Y/N, come on'' his arms are now open, signaling you that it's time to jump. 

You see him looking at you with his arms wide open, waiting for you and you can't stop thinking about how you're about to jump into Enrique Iglesias' arms, probably something many people would love to do. 

Before you know it, you're in Enrique's manly arms, holding you tightly but gently. Both of your chests are against each other and you're more than sure that he can feel your heart beat at an uncommon speed. Without realizing, your legs are around his waist, holding tight. Even if you let go, the water is too deep and you'd probably go to the bottom in a few seconds, so you decide to hold on. In this moment, it feels like time has stopped and you stand in the pool, tight against each other, in a comfortable silence. Until he speaks. 

''See? you're fine'' he says as he reaches for a stray piece of hair on your nose. 

''I'm fine, thanks'' you say, letting out a small laugh. 

He raises you up on the edge of the pool as he backs up, swimming backwards with his eyes stuck on you, his face knee weakening. You don't take your eyes off of him either, as you feel lust building up inside you. But then you remember..you've only known him for two days.