ONE YEAR LATER
I felt dizzy and slowly got off my private jet from the long flight. I removed my aviators and grinned at our waiting private driver. It's Max, a man in his 50s. He was waiting for my arrival.
Max: Welcome back, Ms. Powell. It's good to see you back with us.
I nodded and he opened the door for me.
If others think it looks like he's in his mid-40s it's probably in his form. He's wearing all-Black including his cap, and black t-shirt, inside his black leather jacket. Black jeans and boots. Add to that that he always wears sunglasses. He has a fetish for black things.
Max: "Did you miss being here in Lucky Shores?"
Summer: "I missed the sun."
Max: "We're almost there, are you excited?"
excitement? I can't feel it through in my system. Yeah I missed my friends and dad but I'm not excited here in our place where I had a dark past last year
Summer: "Can we stop by the beach before we get to the hotel?"
Max: of course, Ms. Powell.
When the engine of the car stopped I immediately got out of the car and ran the distance to the sea. I missed the view. I missed the sound of the ocean and the breeze of the wind that soothes my skin. There aren't many people at this time because it's too early.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a voice cursing not far from me...
"Damn!" I heard the man cuss again. I turned to the man.
well... I forgot to mention I also missed the hotties...
He looked at me and walked towards me
: "Hey lady, excuse me. Could you give me a hand with this" he pointed towards his surfboard
Summer: "what?me?"
: "Yes, you. Do you see anyone else but you and me on this beach?"
I feel the weight in his tone. it had touched on sarcasm but I didn't care
Summer: "Right...It's just us"
: "So...could you help me with your surfboard?"
Summer: "Oh right, of course. How can I help?"
: "I was surfing out there but one of the fins of my board got caught up in some sticky plastic bag. So I tried to pull it off the fin, but I think it broke. Could you hold it while I check?"
: "Thanks I appreciate"
Summer: "Sure, I'll help any way I can"
: "Thanks, I appreciate it"
Summer: "How should I hold it"
: " Wait, let me show you, like this.." he knelt and showed me how
As I was holding the surfboard, my eyes went rogue and started wandering on the surfer's body...
He is very tall with ripped abs, sinewy arms, and strong legs, and has a tattoo on his broad shoulders.
