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With every step closer, the ocean reveals his body inch by tantalising inch. My hands begin to tremble and the hairs on my arms stand upright as my skin breaks out in goosebumps once more. It’s a familiar feeling that should warn me off him, only it doesn’t. I’m too enraptured.
I lift my fingers to my face, as though checking that I’m actually awake and not dreaming, then force myself to blink several times, half expecting this man-god to disappear and with it my body’s strange reaction. But he’s still there when I refocus my gaze and this time my whole head prickles with a sensation that’s so powerful, so overwhelming in its intensity that I should be running scared. I should be afraid, but I’m not. I’m mesmerised.
Entranced.
Bewitched.
Words pop into my head, words that don’t seem to fully describe how I’m feeling.
My body, however, does that well enough.
There’s a heat beneath my skin that rushes up my chest and neck, spreading out across my cheeks. Somewhere deep inside, warmth pools outwards from my stomach, causing a sensation between my legs that’s so powerful, so instinctual, that I can’t help but let out a whimper just as he turns to face me, this man-god, his lower half still covered by the water.
When our eyes meet, he doesn’t smile, he doesn’t even acknowledge me. He simply moves through the water all bronzed and covered in black tribal tattoos that wind up his arm, across his shoulders and down his chest. I catch the glint of several silver rings adorning his fingers, and at once the shine reminds me of all things desirable but untouchable. As he moves towards the shore, I notice how his black swim shorts hang low on his waist revealing a pronounced V-shaped muscle and a trail of dark hair that disappears beneath the waistband. His legs are strong and muscular too, and more tattoos wind up his right thigh, the swirls as mesmerising as he is.
My heart thunders so loudly it rivals the sound of the waves as I blatantly ogle him. “Hey,” I wave, feeling immediately stupid when he scowls at me.
The smooth skin of his forehead creases into a frown and even from this distance I notice how the muscles in his cheek clench as I watch him. For a moment, I’m left with my hand high in the air, the breath whooshing out of my lungs as he stares at me for the briefest of moments.
In those few seconds, as droplets of water slide over his skin and perspiration breaks out over mine, I know somewhere deep down inside of me that he’sthe one. He’s the one my Grandma warned me to guard my heart against.
