Lights Will Guide You Home

Claire

"Hey, Eclaire!" Raelynn poked me interrupting me while I was reading.

"12 o'clock."

I looked up at the sky.

"Sheesh, not the sky! Look that way!" she pushed my head to the right.

I squinted in the sun, and shaded my eyes with my hand. I could make out a distinct figure standing in the balcony on the second floor of our hotel. He had nothing on but a towel wrapped around his waist. His chest was bare, dog tags flashing in the sunlight. His hair was wet – and just at that moment, he raised his arm and ran his hand through his hair, leaving it all messily spiked up. He leaned forward, resting his hands on the railing, and looked out at the pool, lost in thought. I bit my lip as my eyes moved down to his naked torso – his chest broad and smooth, those perfectly sculpted abs and oh, those delicious obliques.

"Hey, Eclaire...you're drooling..." Rae cut in.

"What?" I flushed bright red and ran my hand over my mouth.

Rae burst into laughter. "Just kidding!"

I threw her an annoyed look and pretended to goback to my book. A few seconds later, I shot a sneaky glance at Liam's balconyagain, just in time to see him turn around and disappear inside his room.