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The waves lapped at the shore. The sun was just setting over the horizon. The last few golden rays were reflecting off of the water, illuminating the beach with an orange glow. You were alone with your thoughts as you sat on the sand, it was peaceful, the only sounds to be heard were those of the waves crashing on the shore.
You stood up from your spot on the sand, taking your shirt and shorts off to leave you only in your bikini. The air was still warm so there was no need for your wet suit. You picked up your surfboard and walked towards the ocean. You slowly entered the water, it was warm but still refreshing after a hot day. You walk out deeper until the water reaches your waist before jumping on your board and paddling out to sea. You wait patiently for the perfect wave. For a calm afternoon the waves were relatively lively. You could sense a good wave coming, you turned your board around, lying down on your chest ready to catch the wave, you looked behind you waiting for the perfect moment. As you felt the wave beneath you, you started to paddle forwards, when you felt your board catch the wave you pushed yourself up onto your feet, quickly gaining your balance.
You swayed your board from side to side, letting the wave carry you. There was nothing like the feeling you got when you surfed, the sense of power and freedom all in one. You were so caught up in your thoughts that you almost didn't see the man gently paddling towards you on his board. You caught sight of him just as you were about to collide with him. You swerved quickly to the right, desperately trying not to hit him. You managed to avoid him but the sudden movement threw you off balance. You let out a slight squeal as you fell into the ocean. Luckily you took a deep breath before you hit the water. You felt the water surround you. You decided to let the cool water hold you beneath the surface for a moment, its temperature refreshing your entire body. You were pulled from your relaxing moment by two strong arms wrapping around you, hauling you to the surface.
You surfaced, flipping your hair out of your face as you took a breath. You turned around to be met with the hard chest of the man that had grabbed you. You looked up at him, he had a strong jawline and hazel eyes. His floppy, sandy blond hair fell in his face. He slowly reached one of his muscular arms up to push his hair out of his face. There was no denying he was attractive. Your eyes met his, his lips twisting into a smirk. "What?" you ask, raising an eyebrow, wondering why he was staring at you like he expected you to something.
"Oh my God thank you for saving my life" he said in a high pitch voice, putting one hand over his heart in mock sincerity. The sight made you smile. "First of all, you wouldn't of had to 'save my life' if you weren't in the way in the first place" you began. He just looked at you with his arms folded over his chest. "And second of all you didn't save my life, I didn't need your help, I was enjoying the water" you stated crossing your arms over your chest. The action pushed your breasts up slightly, he noticed. He pretended not to have noticed, but you knew that he noticed. "Sure you were, are you sure that you aren't just covering for the fact that you're a terrible surfer?" he said quirking his eyebrow, his little smirk returning. You couldn't believe this guy, you were a great surfer, you weren't usually cocky about it but this guy was igniting some sort of fire in you. "Who do you think you are?" You say, tilting your head to the side. "Name's Ashton" he said, smirking yet again. "Whatever, goodbye Ashton" you said as you turned around. You quickly grab your surfboard that was floating nearby and hop on top before paddling out to sea to catch another wave. Ashton, just stood where he was, watching you as you paddled away.
