Jordan Parrish Imagine

Big Beach Babe

She stood in front of the full length mirror, hands covering her stomach. She wore a white bikini set with cactuses on it, the top looked almost like a bra and the bottoms came up high on her waist over the rolls of fat on her belly. It was summer time, time for fun in the sun and days at the beach, time for men to walk around shirtless and for women to wear bikinis! Except, this was her first bikini. For years she was told that 'Fat girls can't wear bikinis' and that 'no one wants to see THAT' and so every year she wore a swimdress or a tankini or a godawful ruffled one piece or she just didn't go at all. But this year was different. She was going to make it different. Or at least she hoped she would.

Y/N and Jordan had planned this trip to the beach weeks ago. She had gone and ordered this suit special for it. This would be their first summer dating and she wanted nothing more than to be normal, and to her that included wearing a bikini. She thought, perhaps, a bikini would give her the confidence she had been sorely lacking.

She stood in front of the mirror a few moments longer until she heard someone unlock her front door and walk in.

"Y/N, i'm here!" Jordan yelled from downstairs.

"I'll be down in a second!" She yelled back. Then she slipped on shorts and a tank top and her flowing cover-up over her suit, grabbed her beach bag and headed down the stairs to see Jordan waiting patiently for her on the couch. When he saw her walking towards him he stood up and pulled her into his arms, kissing her on the lips.

"You look great babe." He smiled and took the bag from her.

"Thanks." She replied with a smile. She grabbed her sun hat and sunglasses from the table beside the door and turned back towards him. "Let's go!" She exclaimed and walked out the door.

It wasn't a long ride to the beach, an hour tops with the traffic and the whole way Y/N and Jordan talked and laughed and sang along to their favorite songs that played on the radio. When they got to the beach the two of them grabbed their things from the car and made their way to a nice spot on the beach that only had a handful of people there. They set up their spot with an umbrella and a few towels, then Jordan pulled off his shirt revealing his toned and muscular body. This was her que to remove her own clothes to reveal the bathing suit she had spent months working up the courage to even buy. When Jordan leaned down to grab the sunscreen out of the bag Y/N quickly dropped her shorts and lifted the tank top over her head. Before she could slip the cover-up back over her shoulders Jordan stood up straight again and saw her.

He looked her up and down, his eyes drinking in every bit of her skin, the rolls, and lumps, and marks on her stomach and her thighs, even her arms. And soon she was more self-conscious than she had been earlier in her bedroom. She quickly slipped on her cover-up and wrapped it tightly around her body, looking away from the man in front of her.

He quickly noticed the fear and embarrassment she portrayed. He sighed and took a few steps closer to her then motioned for her to turn around. Once she did he slipped the cover-up from her shoulders and kissed the side of her neck, he then took the sunscreen in his hand and began applying it to her back and shoulders. His touch was soft and soothing and her shoulders relaxed as he applied the lotion to her body.

Once he was finished he handed her back the cover-up and planted a soft kiss on her lips before laying down on his towel. She slipped the fabric back over her shoulders then laid down beside him on her own towel. She pulled out a book and was soon deeply enthralled in the fantasy world only to be pulled out by Jordan speaking to her.

"You look really great, you know that right? I'm not going to be able to keep my eyes off you all day." He said, Y/N turned to see him smiling brightly at her.

"Jordan." She mumbled, turning her head to the side and heat rising to her cheeks.

He chuckled and sat up, still looking at her. "I'm serious. You look, beyond words, and that suit only enhances you. I swear, I've fallen in love with some kind of model." He laughed.

She sat up and rolled her eyes. "Jordan Parrish you stop that right now!"

"Stop what? Complimenting you?"

"No, being outrageous."

"I'm not being outrageous. You are actually the most attractive woman I've ever seen and I am the luckiest person on the planet to have you in my life." He insisted.

"We're both pretty damn lucky. Now come on," Y/N began, standing up and dropping the cover-up from her shoulders. "Let's go swimming!" She exclaimed and grabbed tightly to Jordan's hand, pulling him towards the water with her. Not even thinking about her bare stomach as they swam.