you going to do? Knit a bikini? No one cares about a little leg beard in Europe, Taylor. You look plenty fuckable. I’ll give you ten minutes.”
I ignore him and head back to the house to work on my neglected skin. I take my girlie razors out of the cabinet and get in the shower. I really need to get some waxing going , I think, as I run hot water over my belly and thighs. I look around for my shaving cream but can’t locate it. I curse as I remember that I used it all up last time.
“Well, fuck a duck,” I say, grabbing Tomas’s shaving cream off the rack. I use the lavish foam to gently massage the sensitive skin on my inner thighs.
My eyes close as I inhale the steam and shut out the world. Somehow it gives me a buzz of satisfaction to know he will have to squeeze this very same tube to get the shaving cream out to slather onto his tan, arrogant face.
I can be more dangerous thank you think, Tomas Keller.
Chapter 3
D emetris and Kelly stand on the wooden jetty in their swimming suits, gently shoving each other like two happy puppies. They’re a super cute couple. I love how relaxed and cool they act around each other. A moment later, they cover hastily the few feet to the edge of the jetty and jump into the water, screaming. Their heads disappear for a few heartbeats before they come up for air and a kiss.
The Greek gang favors this beach because it’s isolated – no cafés or restaurants around, only a few hills in the distance and an old, abandoned sea salt reservoir that lurks to the west.
Adrian gets off the jetty to come and meet us with small leaps, opening his arms wide to give Tomas a hug. Then he puts a finger behind my ear and swiftly produces a pink rose. Adrian likes to impress girls with his little magic tricks. So far, I’ve only witnessed three of them: the flower behind the ear, the disappearing coin and the feather that turns into a scarf. To hear his female friends talk about him, you’d think he’s the new Houdini.
Sophia, Kelly’s younger sister by one year, sits on a beach towel near the water, paying no attention to us. She’s a twenty-two year old sexy petite thing with dark hair and even darker eyes and a seriously cute butt. She seems to be putting her foot in her mouth a lot when she’s around Tomas. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out she’s into him.
Demetris and Adrian are both tall, muscular guys and they can be very funny even if it’s in a non-witty way. Adrian is the hottest among the two and versed enough in the art of flirting to get a lot of female attention with barely lifting a finger. It’s no surprise Tomas took an instant liking to Adrian. He probably sees a disciple or a younger version of himself in him.
“Ready to dive?” Adrian asks me.
I shake my head. “Not me,” I say. “I’ll have fun watching you guys do your thing.”
Tomas quickly takes off his shirt and shorts before he gives me a reprimanding look. “What the hell have I been telling you? You need to commit to having more fun, bright eyes.”
“Diving for ham mussels isn’t on the top of my fun list,” I say, indifferently. The truth is I feel a bit under the weather, but it’s nothing the warm sun and salty breeze can’t fix.
“What hamsels is she talk about?” Adrian asks Tomas, shaking water drops off his delicious, golden upper body and brown hair.
“It’s the same as pinnas , only longer,” Tomas answers, keeping his teasing eyes on me.
“Go on, boys,” I say, shooing them away. “I’ll be fine here with Sophia.”
Sophia turns to me when she hears her name. Her big, dark sunglasses make any attempt to read her mood impossible.
“I’ll come back for you,” Tomas says as he runs off to the jetty.
Adrian lingers behind. “Are you sure?” he says. “We no have to dive, just swim with me.”
His squinting eyes are fixed on me, inviting, playful and hungry. His sculpted, tattooed pecs rise and fall with every breath he takes.
“How old are you,