Summer Daze [h.s.]

Chapter 12

I didn't think I'd be able to muster up the energy for a day out and about in the hot July heat, but Harry gave me little room to protest. After spending far too much time in our lavender scented bubble bath together, I had to pry his hands off me to make him breakfast. After this morning, we both needed sustenance.

But I'm glad we did finally get out of the house.

Yet another surprise awaited me as we pulled up to a dock with a catamaran waiting for us. I lovely older gentleman stood behind the wheel as we approached. Helping me onto the boat to avoid slipping, he instructs me to find a comfortable spot to sit while he discussed the route he'd be taking today with Harry.

With a woven blanket laid out for us, Harry instructed me to go ahead and dig out the goodies that lay inside the wicker pink and white picnic basket that rested next to a bucket of ice with white wine chilling. Harry had everything planned out to the last detail. Pulling back the linen overlay I discover an assortment of fruits, nuts, expensive cheeses, and a cluster of daisies held together with twine. 

The sweltering sun was high in the sky today beating down on me already and it was only 12 o'clock. I'd already begun to sweat in my swimsuit underneath my white cotton dress. Thankfully, Harry talked me into bringing a wide brimmed hat to avoid getting too terribly burned out here. Golden beams cast down on the clear blue water as if diamonds were scattered across the surface. Seagulls flew overhead circling the sails as we pulled away from the dock, heading out on a little adventure.

Harry finally makes his way over to me with a warm smile on his face. "You ready for a day on the water?"

"I am." 

With my feet tucked under me, Harry curls his arm around my back as the driver pulls away from the dock and out to open water. Mist from the sea prickles my skin, a refreshing contrast to the warm afternoon.

We road for about 30 minutes or so taking in the views and snacking on our little picnic until we found ourselves halting off shore of what looked to be a private beach. I look over at Harry confused. "We getting off?"

He shrugs. "If you want to. Or we can just lounge here. He's gonna park and let us do whatever we feel." Harry bites into a piece of green apple, juice dribbling from the corner of his mouth and down his chin. The site had my mind jump to salacious and erotic thoughts. "Wanna take a swim or stay up here?" his soothing voice interrupts my ramped thoughts. "I vote swim." I stand on shaky legs as the boat bobs up and down and peel off my white cotton dress, revealing a matching white swimsuit underneath. The sides cut high up my hip and the shoulder straps are tied in delicate bows. It's a once piece that covers most everything but the way his gaze drags up my body, drinking in the site before him, I felt more desirable than ever before.

He shakes his head and sucks in a breath through his teeth. "I guess swim it is then." He stands and tears his packers tshirt off, revealing his golden tanned skin decorated in perfect blank ink. It's a sight I've become accustomed to and yet, my heart flutters each time. In a blink of eye, Harry's arms scoop me up bridal style as he carries me to the side of the boat where a ladder sits. "Harry," I warn. "If you throw me in-"