Page 66 of The Chef

“No.”

“Never?”

“Nope.”

“Have you ever been in the ocean?”

She shrugs. “A couple of times.”

“Too much of a city girl, I bet.”

Bay rolls her eyes. “Yeah, that’s it.”

“You need to be broken into the beach life.”

She snorts. “Broken into the beach life, you mean like a horse?”

“Yeah, kind of like that.”

“Right.”

I shrug. “Come and see. I’ll show you surfing.”

Bay turns to me, her big green eyes staring inquisitively back at me. “Okay, sure. Take me out, Cliff.”

“Oh, I will.”

I find two wetsuits. I give Bay the old one of mine, back when I was a bit skinnier, but the thing still looks massive on her. I laugh at the sight of her in the baggy swimwear and she sternly glares back at me, very much not amused.

“What?” she asks.

“You.”

“What about me?”

I smile. “You’re cute.”

Her cheeks flush and she turns away from me. “Shut up, Cliff,” she replies.

I grab one of my surfboards propped up against the unpainted wall in my living room and guide Bay out of the backyard door, across the lawn, and to the beach. She follows me warily.

She thinks I’m out to embarrass her or something. No, I just want to show her the ocean.

The sun is setting over the horizon, and the ocean is bathed in a golden evening glow.

“It looks beautiful,” Bay remarks when we reach the white sand of the beach.

I deeply breathe in the cool air whipping off the water, filling my lungs with the fresh salty breeze. “It is beautiful. This is my favorite time of day,” I reply.

Bay smiles and reaches out to take my hand in hers as we stare out across the blue water. It’s just us, the soft breeze, the sun, and the ocean.

It really is beautiful.

Made even better - perfect - because Bay Dover is here.

I can’t believe Bay and I just had sex. It all felt so natural. So right. Her body responded to my light touch and I found myself wanting her more and more with each passing moment. She was intoxicating to me. I wanted to drink her up. I was hungry for her.

I loved the look in her eyes when I revealed my naked body to her, the way she scanned over my muscles and my cock. Her eyes turned me on and lured me to ravish her. It was a feeling I’ve never had before with a girl, deeper than arousal. Something approaching love.