Chapter 4 Surfing

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The next day I leave home a little earlier than usual

To practice making cupcakes

I want to prove to that smug, grumpy, gorgeous man
That I can in fact make cupcakes and make them well

So thats what I did and I think I did a pretty good job

I also made some other treats like cookies and a strawberry cheesecake

I love strawberries I think happily to myself

The door dings

"Why on earth are you here so early?" Noah asks confused

"I could ask you the same" I say rolling my cookie dough

He comes behind the counter and I watch him carefully

We make eye contact briefly

"Are you gonna tell me I'm making the cookies wrong"?

"No" he says rolling the left over cookie dough

"Oh okay" I answer smoothly why am I like this

Our eyes lock then the door dings

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The bakery was very busy today and my muscles were sore and I wanted to do something in this town that doesn't involve this bakery

Noah had locked the bakery door for the day

And had slumped himself against the counter as well

We both looked at each other for a moment before I said

"Is there anything to do in this town?"

Noah lifts his brow and continues to give me a lazy stare

"Yeah" he says shortly

"Like?" I question

He ignores me and removes his apron while walking towards the front door

"You coming?" he says

"And where exactly are we going?"

"Do you trust me?" he asks

I pause for a second and give a confused stare

Then I loosen up

Without actually saying it I nod and follow Noah out the door

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The beach

He took me to the beach

"Really this is what you were being so cryptic about?" I ask

And Noah smirks

"I could have came here by myself you know"

"Sure you could"
"But that's not we're doing"

"And what is it we're doing?"

"Surfing"he replies

"Surfing? and you are just assuming that I can?"

"I'm not assuming I know you can little miss surfing champion"

"It was one championship and how do you know that are you a stalker?"

"Martha" he replies easy

"How much do you two talk?"

"I don't really do a lot of talking but I do listen"
"And she talks about you a lot" he adds

"So you in or you out?"

"For surfing?"

"Yes bells keep up"

"You know what-" I stop my sentence
When he full on starts taking off his shirt

I've said it once and I'll say it again holy muscles

And has just his swim trunks on

"How do you already have swim trunks?"

"I was planning on surfing regardless"

"But I think it's better if you watch me be better at surfing then you" he says with slight smirk

"Absolutely not" I say standing up

I take off my shirt to reveal my bra
And remove my shorts and leaves me in my panties

"You ready?"

Noah looked a little bit stunned but let his eyes wander my body

He coughs into his fist and his lips tilted up into a smirk and nods his head

We both grabbed surf boreds from the beach shack and decided to race to the water

Noah gave me a little push and I gave one back making him stumble into the water

I let out a snort like laugh that was very unattractive to human ears but I didn't care I just couldn't stop laughing

He rolled his eyes and pulled me into the water making me fall on top of him

He gave me a look I couldn't quite recognize
But it didn't last long before he was up and onto his surf bored

I let a smile grace my face as I made my way onto mine

The sun was setting and peaking through the clouds and the beach felt so alive

Maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad

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