The First Time I Saw You

Chapter 13

"You are going to wear that to your date...with Claire Dearing?" Barry was not amused, and he honestly didn't believe Owen was being serious.

"What's wrong with my outfit? I mean it's not like she hasn't seen me naked. It's cool." He brushed his friend off while he went up to the gangway so he could head to the park.

"Dude, don't be stupid." Barry shook his head and followed him.

"It's hot, man. I really don't see what's the felony here?" Owen was wearing a pair of board shorts and a t-shirt. In all honesty, after sleeping with the operations manager for a handful of months, he believed they were comfortable enough with each other for her to understand his choice of wardrobe.

"Man, and you think you know all about women." Barry laughed. "As a friend, I won't allow you to head to the park and pick her up looking like you don't give a fuck." He shrugged.

Owen turned around and made eye contact with his friend. "I do care, a lot actually, I just don't see how my shorts have anything to do with that?" He insisted.

"I thought you wanted her to take you seriously?" The man raised an eyebrow. Men talked to their friends, too. It wasn't just women who told their girlfriends everything.

"I need to stop telling you stuff." Owen scratched the back of his head.

"Or maybe you should be grateful because I'm about to stop you from sabotaging something you have looked forward to for months."

Owen sighed and looked away. He took a second to think about Claire and how she was. He had seen her earlier that afternoon and she had been wearing a beautiful royal blue dress. Owen had never seen her dressed up, and knowing her...she'd probably even change before their date. "I'm not wearing a tux." He joked.

"Jeans and a clean shirt should do, man." Barry laughed. "It's not your wedding night, but those board shorts..." He shook his head.

"Okay...okay...I get it. I still have time to go change." Owen promised before he got on his bike and headed back to his bungalow, to prevent this very anticipated first date from starting on a bad note.

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"I wish we could talk more but... I have a date." Claire said while biting on her lower lip. She was talking to Karen on Skype.

"Oh my god, why didn't you say anything?!" The blonde smiled big on the screen.

"Because... c'mon, I didn't want to gloat!" Claire smiled. She wanted to tell her but the conversation had taken a turn for talking about Karen's divorce.

"No! You wouldn't have! Who is he? Claire...is he hot? Does he have a great ass? He better have a great ass."

The redhead giggled. She was very excited about this and her sister could tell. It was in her eyes, it seemed she was already falling for this guy. "He is..." Claire sighed, "so sexy." She nibbled on her lower lip. "And yes, sister, he has a great ass and an even better..." Claire looked down and squealed.

"What kind of filthy things have you been doing on that island?" Karen gasped and rested her hands on her hips, mouth playfully agape.

"Well... let's say I've gotten in quite a lot of trouble." Claire muttered, covering her forehead with both hands and leaning forward on her elbows.

"Sounds like you are really into him." Karen was so happy to see this new found glow in her younger sister. It was probably the first time she'd seen it in her.

Claire nodded softly. "I am..." She gulped "I am so nervous too. I mean we have been... you know, for like, almost six months. But this is the first time we are actually going to date, you know what I mean?"