We've got history! He's the past that gives me nightmares.
We've got chemistry! He's the present that makes my skin tingle.
We've got a lot in common, a roof and music to begin with.
My friends are his friends.
We like the same things or at least he...
//Never had much faith in love or miracles. Never wanna put my heart on the line. But swimming in your world is something spiritual// Bruno Mars.
Her feet dug into the sand and she reluctantly came to a halt, Claire gasped loudly enough for the both of them when the strange girl beside Iverson began to almost teasingly remove her dress.
She hitched it slowly up her spidery long moisturised legs to reveal a black laced pantie that hung low on her hip bones, the further up she went, the tighter the invisible grip on Bella's heart got.
"Whoa." Biggie breathed out and received a swift jab of Claire's elbow to his rib as the girl revealed her washboard abs and a bra that matched her pantie, then up over her head she removed the dress and shook her long black hair back in place.
She handed the dress to Iverson, who was more than willing to hold on to it for her. They all watched mesmerised as she back stepped a few paces and propelled herself forward towards the sea, she got right to the bank before jumping as high as Anna Chicherova from the Olympics, they followed her high with their eyes and open mouths until she fell back down with a splash and immersed herself in the water.
"Nice!" Iverson called out when she re-emerged.
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And she giggled. "Come in for a dip." She called back. How anyone could manage such sultry voice in water, Bella would never know.
"Nah, I'm cool." He waved her dress at her. Both of them in their own world, shielded by their own bubble and completely unaware of the eyes on them.
Bella's heart trashed crazily in her chest with an overwhelming feeling of jealousy. While she had been pathetically getting herself hot and bothered with the thought of him, fangirling over shirtless pics of him like a stupid teenager, he was having the time of his life with Tara Banks' look alike.
The girl took a few laps back towards shore. "You can throw my dress on that chair." She pointed at the recline chair close to where Bella stood with Claire and Biggie, Iverson turned to look where she was pointing, doing a double take when he spotted the three of them there. The response he was undoubtedly about to give died in his throat as his eyes met hers and he snapped his mouth shut.
Bella squared her shoulders and resumed walking towards him, eyes fixated on each other. She saw surprise flicker in his eyes at her approach and he anxiously licked his lips with his tongue, his eyes darted between Claire and Biggie, by the time he looked back at her, she was standing right in front of him.
"Iverson." She said as a form of greeting but with her clipped tone, it sounded a lot like a warning.
His eyes roams her face and he wet his lips again. "What are you doing here?" He asked. The small cut above his eyebrow where Derrick must have got him drew Bella's attention, she almost reached out to it on impulse. Almost, instead she folded her hands on her chest.
