The Darkest Evil

Chapter Four:Nice day to go to the beach

Chapter four: Nice day to go to the beach.

It's been over two days now and I haven't been in contact with Angelis much at all. The texts we send back and forth have started growing old. I'm finding myself wanting him to bring the fire back. It's starting to grow from a little feeling; now to quite a large one. I can still smell the scent of his cologne, feel the warmth secreting from beneath his t-shirt, and the mental comfort from being around him. YES! I think it's been long enough for me to decide I want him!

Me: Hey :]

Angelis: Hey ;]

Me: What are you up to?

Angelis: Work. As usual. Yourself?

Me: I've just been thinking...

Angelis: About?

Me: You.

Angelis: Don't think to hard I would hate for you to get another one of those headaches again.

Me: Thanks jerk ;p

Angelis: If you are wanting to see me all you have to do is text the words and I'll take the rest of the day off.

Me: I'd hate for you to leave if you need to be there today.

Angelis: It's a yes or no.

Me: Yes.

30 minutes later...

My bikini is strapped on tightly, I pull over some light blue booty shorts and a black tank top. I'm ready for our date at the beach. The weather is perfect today not to hot or cold with just enough sun. Clear skies make for beautiful sunsets. The feeling of excitement has me bolting out my front door and into Angelis's Lamborghini before he could even park.

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We pull up to the beach; there's pelicans flying around, the smell of salt water in the air and a ton of people. I glance over at the perfect man sitting next me dressed like a stereotypical surfer. He has the build of a chiseled statue curved to each and every angle of perfection; and his all too knowing smile gives his the defined jawline; making me knees buckle. He literally is the perfect sex symbol and I'm going to be lying on a towel in the sand next to him.

I take a step out of the car breaking my all too obvious stare at him. The sand beneath my feet is warm and soft. I love it! I think scrunching sand between my toes. Angelis offers me his hand; his muscular hand. The feeling of his skin touching mine is intimate; with each caress from his thumb, I feel myself melting.

We walk down to the ocean kicking sand at one another playing. I take a step too far and trip myself, my cheeks immediately burn from embarrassment; and it doesn't help that he bursts with laughter. I quickly get on my feet brushing the sand off of my ass and flipping him off. He quirks up an eyebrow with a devilish grin; making my cheeks fire up even more.

My beach towel spreads across the sand with grace. Angelis throws his towel up, gets the bottom twisted, tossing sand all over it, and I can't help it; I laugh at him. He flips me off taking a seat on my perfect towel smiling. I sit next to him biting my bottom lip looking over the clear blue sky. I needed this with him, this playful fun side that makes me laugh and feel powerful. I think feeling my skin starting to burn.

"Oh no, I forgot sun screen! Did you bring any?" I ask not wanting to get a painful burn.

"No, I didn't think to bring any." He shrugs.

I look around for a target to borrow some from, there's an old couple fully dressed walking their dog; not likely to have any. The girl lying a ways away from us is using tanning oil; that might work if I can't find any. And last but not least the three young men sitting above us on the sand and sitting next to them is a bottle of sun screen; thank heavens!