The Summer Job | g.d

23 • Boat Ride

23 • Boat Ride

I crane my neck up to look over at Grayson. Taking the biggest mouthful he can of his burger.

"You good there?" I joke, as I take a forkful of salad.

"Mhmm," he mumbles through the food in his mouth, attempting not to spray it across the table. I roll my eyes as he swallows his bite.

"That's good!" He chimes once his mouth is empty then he moves into round two.

"You do know you can take smaller bites," I laugh as he attempts to take another bite.

His teeth clench down, ripping the chunk from the burger into his mouth. He chomps loudly, spraying small chunks everywhere as he tries to maintain his laughter. He gulps heavily and then looks back up at me.

"What would be the fun in that?" He says. I sigh, shaking my head. He continues his method of eating throughout lunch as I just take small little mouthfuls of my salad.

And it turns out that I finish last, what a surprise!

Grayson jumps up and thanks the lady at the counter and just leaves. I shake my head abruptly before realising his position in this establishment.

He practically owns the joint. I follow him out slowly hoping I don't have to pay either. I didn't want to waste the money Mom gave me to pay if I don't have to. I could use it to get chocolate or chips, or any other unhealthy snack which would make me feel shit about my weight.

I had been dieting for almost six months, and dieting even harder once I knew we were coming here. I should be allowed to have a treat.

"So, where do you want to go?" I ask him, without even thinking through my question.

"Oh, you wanna spend more time with me," he teases and I just shake my head.

"No, I'd much rather go back-"

"Good, I have a plan," he interrupts and then rushes down the path that leads away from my hotel.

I roll my eyes, following him down to wherever he is headed. His legs move quickly as I try to catch up to him but end up struggling.

"Grayson, slow down!" I yell, alerting a couple of ladies who are walking towards me and I just politely nod my head to them as they walk past.

Snotty little bitches.

"Where are we going?" I groan, not wanting to walk too far as then I have to walk back.

"It's a surprise!" He taunts.

"Tell me or I'm not going," I threaten and his eyes widen, not expecting that response.

"I want to take you somewhere," he begins, trying not to give too much away, "it's not far!"

I grunt, knowing he won't give in and I don't really feel like arguing with him, "whatever!" I mutter.

I follow him down another path which veers closer to the beach and then I suddenly realise where we are going once he steps onto a small wharf.

"I'm taking you on my boat!" He chimes and I just shake my head.

"Nuh-uh!" I say, beginning to turn around, "I just got out of going on a boat with my family and now you expect me to suddenly jump straight onto yours. Nuh-uh!"

"Look, one I'm not your family and two we only need to spend like ten minutes on it, alright?" He begs and I just nod, rolling my eyes at him beating me again.

He seems like he really wants to show me something, either his mad boat skills or actually something cool but I'll let him have this one.

He grips my wrist as he helps me step into the small speedboat and he tells me to sit over in the passenger seat and I just nod, obeying him. He steps on, taking the ropes off the wooden log on the wharf and he chucks the long cord of rope onto the back of the boat.