This Won't Work

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"Order shrimp and lobster towers
But it's me that gets devoured"

- Muni Long

Elana had just arrived at the beach with Marissa by her side.

They were speaking to each other as if no time had passed. As if Elana was a teen again. And Marissa's parents were alive. And Elana, joined by the two sisters, sat in the living room laughing at 2000's comedy movies. As If Elana and Max were still together and he treated her how he was supposed to. As if Damien was okay.

But Damien didn't notice that. He only noticed how sexy Elana looked in a bikini.

"Fuck me." Damien whispered to himself, a grin playing on his lips.

Damien had seen her in a bra and panties before. He'd seen her completely naked before. But that was during sex, when his hunger for pleasure overpowered. Now he really saw her and damn.

He'd pictured her in a bikini before, but seeing her upfront in her little dark blue set was so much better.

He looked down and shit.

Before the two girls made it over he took a seat in a nearby patio chair. Quickly grabbing one of the many outdoor pillows and placing it on his lap.

Elana and Marissa reached him.

"Are you not getting in? Charles said the water is warm." Marissa spoke but his eyes were on Elana. His uncomfortable hard-on wasn't going to stop him from staring.

Elana met his eyes in a glare. He only smiled, studying her body.

Turning to Marissa Damien spoke, " 'Course I'm going. Give me a second."

Marissa nodded and left to Charles who stood by the shore. The sun was a perfect circle of light as it dipped below the horizon line. The sky had turned beautiful shades of red and orange, making the clouds look like cotton candy. The ripples in the water were illuminated by golden light.

"Do you ever stop staring. It's starting to get creepy." Elana spoke making a smirk appear on his face.

"How could I not stare?"

Elana rolled her eyes, a tendency that had grown on to her these past few weeks.

"Were you not so excited to get in the water? What's up now?"

Damien couldn't hold back a laugh at the innuendo, confusing Elana. "You want to see what's up?"

Elana's eyebrows furrowed until she spotted the pillow on his lap. Her jaw almost dropped.

"Seriously, Damien?" She scoffed.

"It's not my fault." He scanned her body again, his grin still present.

It was the way these moments amused him that irritated Elana. It was how oblivious he was to her protests. It was the way he was constantly making sexual references.

"Either leave and let me calm down or help me out."

Elana couldn't believe what he'd just said. Recalling the times she'd attempted to argue with him and how that ended, she decided she'd rather leave.

His eyes swiped over her legs as she walked away without another word.

He was completely unbelievable. This vacation was supposed to be fun. It hasn't even been one day and Damien was already getting on her nerves.

Making her way to Marissa she tried to ignore him. The way he studied her body so intensity that she felt his eyes on her made it difficult. Not just that, but even through her anger she couldn't ignore his good looks. He could look at her a certain way and all of her anger towards him would be gone.