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Elias' pov
The seafood dinner was a hit. We were seated with my family while the guests were in full attendance. Nobody really missed the beach events we had. It only happened every now and then.

Diya was chatting it up with my fam while she ate some shrimp. I was glad to see her happier than I found her.

I lit a cig while Diya sat wrapped in a towel.

"you sure smoke a lot" Diya stated.

"Observant." I responded, mocking what she said to me when we first met.

She pursed her lips in response, shaking from what I assume was her being cold from the ocean water.

"you wouldn't be so cold if you smoked" I added.

"Don't listen to him. He's an addict" Cece turned to Diya to joke. The whole table was filled with loud chatter and welcoming conversation, so I could just barely hear her slick comment. I still heard it though.

"come here" I whispered to a cold Diya. She hesitated but it made me laugh a bit since she made a weird face.

"I won't dick you down, relax. Just sit on my lap"

She slowly got up to obey, making me get hard the second her ass touched my lap. I wrapped my arms around her to give a warm embrace while I blew smoke past sensitive parts of her body. She stopped shaking after a bit.

"You see? I can be helpful sometimes"

"Only sometimes" Diya joked.

"So Little lady, how long will you be staying here?" My father questioned Diya.

The whole table turned towards Diya who was now pressed against my hard on. This was a terrible time for the attention to be on me but at least Diya covered my boner.

I could tell from Diya's body language that the attention made her nervous. She probably wasn't even sure of timelines herself.

"As long as she wants" I answered for her.

"Of course! You're always welcome here" my mom added.

Truthfully, I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear when Diya was leaving. I was becoming more accustomed to her than I thought I would. We spent so much of the day laughing, it felt like we've known each other for ages.

"thanks" she whispered, shuffling on my lap to semi face me.

"of course"

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