Elude [H.S.]

SIX

*A/N: The images above are Harry's outfits for this chapter.*

*This is a double update. Please read 'FIVE' first.*

I knew from the minute he stepped out onto the beach in those yellow swim trunks that I was fucked. My eyes took in his muscular thighs, the hidden tattoos that I hadn't seen yet that adorned his legs. While him and Greyson played with that frisbee I couldn't stop watching him. Lynette called me out on it at one point, clearly catching me staring.

"Maeve, hun, you're being so obvious," she mumbled, as she rested her cheek on top of her arms, laying on her stomach.

I snapped my head over to her and scoffed. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about."

Lynette looks up at me, a playful smile on her lips before closing her eyes. "You've hardly taken your eyes off him since he's walked out here. You're so smitten."

I tilt my head back with a laugh and shake it before looking back over to her. "I'm so not smitten. But thank you for your concern."

But she was right. She was so fucking right and it irritated me.

Then Harry had to go and remove his shirt. I knew he had those swallows right underneath his collarbone but when I caught sight of the butterfly on his upper stomach and the ferns lining the perfect 'v' shape in between his hips - I found myself pressing my thighs together. I couldn't stop watching the way that damn butterfly would 'flutter' with each breath he took in and out, having worked himself up from running around the sand.

I'd never seen someone with so many tattoos and I was so fond of the way his looked against his skin. He was fairly tan still, probably from being out in the sun this past summer and it suited him so well, making his green eyes pop and the black ink on his skin stand out even more.

At one point Harry walked out in the water and dipped underneath a wave, letting it cover him completely before coming back out. The water dripped from his curls and he hung his head forward before quickly flinging it back, lifting a hand to wipe the hairs from his forehead. I watched as the ocean water traveled over his toned stomach - trailing into the lines of his abs, making him look even more irresistible than normal.

I don't think I've ever been so attracted to someone in my life.

Not even Conrad.

When he showed up for dinner, dressed in those khakis and old skool Vans with that tank top and cardigan, it made it even worse. The way his swallows just barely peeked over the white material covering his chest had me weak in the knees. There was no denying how attractive Harry was and I couldn't help but notice that he was pretty oblivious to it. I noticed the way he stiffened almost every time I complimented him but then would relax after a while once we kept talking.

I knew he had the same effect on me. My cheeks practically burst into flames anytime he looks at me with those green eyes of his, as if he's staring into my soul.