Lost In Paradise

Chapter 4

I was filled with nerves and butterflies. I have been looking for Ethan for for the past day and I find him during the worst moment possible, other than me on the toilet of coarse. I am so caught up in the moment that I don't realise I have all my food over my flowing white dress, but I don't care.

Ethan is about a foot taller than me, so I look up to see him grinning, he must find a girl with food splattered all over her clothes just as funny as the rest of the people at dinner, everyone was laughing.

By now my mum has seen my situation and comes to take Imogen to the table. As mum walks past me she whispers in my ear "Good luck with Mr Hot Stuff, he is as fine as a needle." And she walks away.

"Hi" I say shyly.

"Hi gorgeous, it's been a while"

"Actually it's only been a day"

"One day consists of 24 hours, 1440 minutes and 86400 seconds. Way to long to not see all of this" he said while gesturing to me.

At this point I wasn't sure whether he was funny or a smart ass, but I want to find out. "Wanna come join me at my table? Maybe we could hang out?" Said Ethan. I'm sure this is the first sentence he has said that isn't smart or funny.

"Sure, I'd love to"

"Soon you'll love me" he said softly.

"What?" I said, pretending I didn't hear.

"Nothing" said Ethan. "Have you realised you just lost all your food back there, I'm sorry about that by the way, I just got lost in my thoughts."

"Oh, right. I'll go and get some more then." I said hesitantly.

"It's alright if you are one of those 'I'm a model, I eat asparagus and air" people, just feel free to take what you want and how much you want of it." I chuckled. If Ethan had seen me eat before he would know I don't cut back.

I make my way and get some more prawns, Caesar salad and wedges. And then make my way back to the table. I am so nervous and Ethan can see it. He gives me a reassuring smile but that just makes me more nervous, he's so hot and anyone would be crazy not to admire him.

"Where do you live?"asks Ethan

"Hang on a second, I don't know anything about you. For all I know you could be a complete weirdo".

"Fine then, how are you enjoying the resort here in Fiji? Any feedback? Like the location?"

"Yeah it's great, it's very classy and the view is breathtaking!"

"Enjoying the food?" He asks, seeing that I am eating the prawns as if my life depends on it.

"It's fantastic" I say with a mouthful of prawns.

After swallowing I realise something. "You seem to be talking about this place as if it is your own. I know it sounds stupid but do you own this place?"

"Of coarse not, don't be silly." I feel really stupid, it's like the 5th sentence I have ever said to this guy and it's completely and utterly wrong. I feel myself going red, what do I say now?

"Okay, I can't bear to see you like this Ava, this place isn't mine it's my dad's".

"Oh right..."

"I wanted to tell you in a discrete way, because you never know, if you ask for or give a little to much info, you can be are called a 'weirdo.'"

"Sorry about that, I'm good at being awkward and ruining things." I say while staring at my plate.

"Hey, look at me" says Ethan, he softly tilts my chin up so my eyes meet his, I'm expecting a cheesy speech about how it's untrue and I'm perfect, like something you would read in a book but all he said was "I know".

To be honest, this made me brighten up. I guess Ethan lives by 'laughter is the medicine'.

"Follow me" said Ethan. He took my hand from across the table and got up, I took one last look at my unfinished food and left.